Love Poems And Quotes

Christmas is the time to go
home again
seeking holidays of the past
and all we hold dear.

The lights bring warmth
as we drive into the yard.

We remember deeply
all that was good,
the hustle and bustle,
helping Dad chop wood.

The fireplace glow was brighter
when we were small.
Mom’s kitchen aroma
could be smelled by all.

And with all these memories
celebrating the day,
(The birth of our King)
we sing as the angels did;
more so now than when a kid.
We celebrate the birth of our King!

Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go,
Fridays child is loving and giving,
Saturdays child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

How could you leave me there
just hanging there like I was nothing in
the air you laughed so hard I wanted to cry
But I went home and cried instead
I thought about all the good times we had
but now all that is left is what I have in my head.

I try so hard to get rid of those thoughts
but to me you were my one and only
it will take months or mabye even years to get rid of
those times who knows mabye I wont get over it…
But you promised that if we were together or not
that you would be at my funeral.
Now I’m gone but I dont see you there
O you really want to know how I passed on I was
the road goin home im all depressed
and the next thing you know I’m on the pavement
bleeding to death…
But who cares not you thats for sure
all you care about is your new girl you might want
me to think you care but I’ve known you long
enough to know you dont…
Well I’m in my grave not thinking about you just how
my family is doing.Time to say bye to you
my family and tell your new girl that
I feel sorry for her you want to know why because she is going to end up just like me…

Happy birthday, darling!
Even though you’re not with me.
Right now you’re with someone else
Temporarily.
I know I am the wild cat
Who’ll get you in the end,
Not only your hot lover, but
Your best and truest friend.

So have a happy birthday
And remember my sweet kiss.
It’s waiting for you when you turn
To me, your fated bliss.

What is love?
love is a word
It is also devotion
It is pleasure, passion,
And tenderness
Love knows no limits
Love is perfect, it is attachment
Love is special, it is heavenly
It is kind, sympathetic.
Love is joy, reason, feeling, sacrifice and serving
Love is to care
Love keeps back all things
Love brings love
Love is a great gift
Without love there is no life; loving is living
Living is to walk the earth,
Be alive see the light.

From the day I met you,
I felt the connection,
Through your love, laughter,
Concern and affection.

Best friends
We were to soon become
Sharing tears, secrets
And having fun.

A friend like you
Is hard to find,
someone so alike,
We almost share the same mind.

I hope for us
To never part,
As close as we were,
From the very start.

Together, my man and I
Lie together to join my baby and I.
The gracious Lord, how can this be?
God’s creation bonds my baby and I.
Time is awaiting those tiny eyes,
Forming my fetus, my baby and I.
My man, so tense at times, Tanya, don’t stress
Yourself out with our baby, you see.
What a joy when my little one arrives
Into this cold, scary, confused world.
My baby and I . . . I will teach my baby well
To understand this scary world.
Life is our baby and my man.
Tis is our first, don’t you see
Time awaits my baby and I.
so excited that this man of mine is holding me closely
Each night after a long day at my busiest job.
My baby, my man, and I,
Our beautiful baby will be born soon.
This bonds us closer, my man and I.
My mother . . . his mother as proud as can be for him,
And me, my mom, my baby, and me, Tanya . . .
Thank you, God’s blessing to you.
Peace be unto you, your man, and your unborn child.

 Heaven shines from up above,
Sending messages down with love.
They give us gifts of tender sight,
Some fighting death with all their might.
These gifts we call our precious children,
For which we thank God for every day.
So innocent and meek,
So strong but yet so weak.
A drift of sunbeam shining down,
Uproots a smile from a frown.
Some of their worlds tear them up inside,
So many rules in life to which they abide.
Soft whispers to them God shares,
Drive away scary nightmares.
Some lose precious battles,
The lives on Earth it rattles.
These we call our Angels in heaven.
Some win the taunting fight,
Which to lives brings cherished light.
These we call our Angels on Earth.

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