Grace and Glory Bells toll in the morning light,Songs of grace fill the air bright.Hands folded, heads gently bow,In church pews, we honor them now.Flowers laid on sacred ground,Soft prayers are a soothing sound.Heroes slept, in peace, they rest,With crosses marking their brave quest.Through faith, their courage we recall,For freedom, they gave their all.God’s love,…
Quiet Gratitude Fields of white stones, each a silent tale,Flags flutter softly in the mourning gale.Honor their memory, sacrifices cast,In quiet gratitude, forever vast. Meaning This short poem pays homage to those who have fallen in service, symbolized by the white stones of military cemeteries and the flags that flutter above them. It speaks to…
World Donkey Day Each eighth of May, we pause to praise,The humble donkey and its ways.Across the globe, in fields and farms,They labor on with quiet charms.Burden bearers in sun’s harsh ray,Carrying hope, day by day.In rural hearts, they’re beasts of burden,On rocky paths, by river and garden.A call for care, a plea for respect,Against…
When the parades have all gone by,And quiet settles ‘neath the sky,Remember me, not just todayBut every day in your own way.On Memorial Day, recall,The price of peace is dear for all.Each martyr’s step, each veteran’s strife,Carved paths of hope through their sacrificed life.In fields where poppies dare to creep,Over stones where the valiant sleep,Their…
Silhouettes of Valor Shadows stretch at dawn’s first light,etched in hues of solemn might.Silhouettes of valor stand,cast by courage, bold and grand.March of memories down each street,echoes of their valiant feet.Whispers of a sacred pledge,honor’s edge on freedom’s ledge.Twilight falls on fields once crossed,reflecting all that was not lost.In each brave heart, a story’s glow,valor’s…
Do You Remember Me? Do you remember me, the fallen one,Beneath the foreign, distant sun?In battles fought on land and sea,I gave my life so you’d be free.From silent graves, our voices call,Remember us, who gave our all.In fields of green where poppies grow,Our stories live, the world should know.Each flag that waves, each tear…
International Thalassaemia Day Mark the date, May the eighth,We honor those whose fatesAre intertwined with strands unseen,Thalassaemia’s grasp, firm and keen.Blood’s flawed script, in genes confined,Anemic whispers through the body wind.Alpha’s mild touch, Beta’s harsh demand,Life’s balance in a fragile strand.Pallor of jaundice, fatigue’s cruel weight,Faces etched by genetic fate.Transfusions given, iron withdrawn,In silent battles,…
Celebration Above Drones rise, buzzing ascent,Sky-bound fleets on display.Wings of progress, widely lent,Technology’s swift ballet.Swooping, soaring through the air,Capturing views, near and far.Eyes aloft, in open air,Guiding light, our north star.On this day, we look above,Crafts like stars, daylit dreams.Mankind’s mind, in skyward shove,Uniting world with beams. Meaning This poem celebrates International Drone Day, highlighting…
I’m Going to Be a Mom “Mama,” I say, “soon, there’ll be two,”Morning brew whispers, eyes aglow.Joyful tears and a secret new,Our hands clasp, hearts ready to grow.Laughter twirls, future bright and clear,Stars above witness our soft dance.From daughter to mother, love draws near,In life’s embrace, we find our chance. Meaning “I’m Going to Be…
A Mad Mom Fury clad, she stands so tall,Guarding her young through every squall.Not a lioness, but just as fierce,Her love’s a shield none can pierce.In storms, she’s the unwavering light,In darkness, the bravest knight.Chaos meets her steely gaze,Troubles burn in her fiery blaze.Each day, her battle cry rings clear,”Over my watch, not a tear.”With…
