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To Grandpa Strong like a rock, he's built stock Tough like leather, grace like a feather Fair and equal, can we see a sequel? Walked just like he talked, never mocked Smiles all the while, he did it with style Drinking a blue, don't worry, just has a few Humor, he could make you laugh, very fast Stories, his would keep you asking, everlasting Wrestling on Saturday and Sunday, best days Missed truly, greatly, deeply and so very much Remembered always, now and forever, eternally The whole family will keep you with them close Maybe where you are, you have us with you too ©Schizology To Grandpa #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #GrandPa #missed poetry for kids poetry quotes poetry poetry lovers

To Grandpa Strong like a rock, he's built stock Tough like leather, grace like a feather Fair and equal, can we see a sequel? Walked just like he talked, never mocked Smiles all the while, he did it with style Drinking a blue, don't worry, just has a few Humor, he could make you laugh, very fast Stories, his would keep you asking, everlasting Wrestling on Saturday and Sunday, best days Missed truly, greatly, deeply and so very much Remembered always, now and forever, eternally The whole family will keep you with them close Maybe where you are, you have us with you too ©Schizology To Grandpa #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #GrandPa #missed poetry for kids poetry quotes poetry poetry lovers

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My definition of poetry Poetry is collective thoughts Poetry is a collection of thoughts Poetry is recording ideas Poetry is documenting your mind A thought that's created from nothing An idea that may be written in a pattern Poetry is emotional feelings An emotional time we find in our lives Poetry is writing about a physical state A physical condition we might describe Poetry is omnidirectional N, E, S, W Poetry is unpredictable and random Poetry is all around us and breathing Poetry is like having a sixth sense Poetry is alive and active and alert Poetry is all the colours of a rainbow An entity that is all knowing It's in all levels of education It's unstoppable Permanent ©Schizology My definition of poetry #Definition #Poetry

My definition of poetry Poetry is collective thoughts Poetry is a collection of thoughts Poetry is recording ideas Poetry is documenting your mind A thought that's created from nothing An idea that may be written in a pattern Poetry is emotional feelings An emotional time we find in our lives Poetry is writing about a physical state A physical condition we might describe Poetry is omnidirectional N, E, S, W Poetry is unpredictable and random Poetry is all around us and breathing Poetry is like having a sixth sense Poetry is alive and active and alert Poetry is all the colours of a rainbow An entity that is all knowing It's in all levels of education It's unstoppable Permanent ©Schizology My definition of poetry #Definition #Poetry

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A letter to my binder For years I had you hidden And during those years I filled you with my thoughts All of my hidden tears Many years of memories Have been written inside you You kept my papers in order Together beside you we grew All of my secrets and ideas And my notes I never shared You made them safe for me Things that I would not dare You were beside me every step Taking all that my mind bared And you kept my thoughts quiet About stuff that I cared Now I display you proudly My thoughts now open, and You stuck beside me since day one Things I wrote to help with coping I thank you binder for all you have done I look forward to many more years Of you being one of my best friends Quietly you held my biggest fears ©Schizology A letter to my binder #Binder #Poetry

A letter to my binder For years I had you hidden And during those years I filled you with my thoughts All of my hidden tears Many years of memories Have been written inside you You kept my papers in order Together beside you we grew All of my secrets and ideas And my notes I never shared You made them safe for me Things that I would not dare You were beside me every step Taking all that my mind bared And you kept my thoughts quiet About stuff that I cared Now I display you proudly My thoughts now open, and You stuck beside me since day one Things I wrote to help with coping I thank you binder for all you have done I look forward to many more years Of you being one of my best friends Quietly you held my biggest fears ©Schizology A letter to my binder #Binder #Poetry

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Unsplash 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 Little does she want Her need is simple Some happiness But what to tell The thing is scarce The providers Gave all the misery Thought of love A new light Blowing it off There came one Death it was Left her a child A gift from love Got a husband A second one But why though For humiliation Narscist at peak Got a second child But nothing changed Where to reside on Her parents gone No one to rely on Her path went on Yearning for happiness Having two hopes One from the love One from the mate Hoping to smile Because of happiness ©SathiZz #library To a those mother's poetry sad poetry poetry lovers love poetry for her poetry on love

Unsplash 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 Little does she want Her need is simple Some happiness But what to tell The thing is scarce The providers Gave all the misery Thought of love A new light Blowing it off There came one Death it was Left her a child A gift from love Got a husband A second one But why though For humiliation Narscist at peak Got a second child But nothing changed Where to reside on Her parents gone No one to rely on Her path went on Yearning for happiness Having two hopes One from the love One from the mate Hoping to smile Because of happiness ©SathiZz #library To a those mother's poetry sad poetry poetry lovers love poetry for her poetry on love