This poem was born from pure emotion, and I continued to add to it, turning it into a reading that was made at his funeral. I hope you enjoy reading it. Featured Shared Story No Stories yet, You can be the first! Share your story! (0) When Goodbye Is Not Enough © Michelle ...
Motivational speaker Tony Robbins says he wasn't sure he had time to use Twitter when he first heard about the popular social networking site. "Why would I want to read something someone else is doing?" Robbins asked. Like many people, he says he feels somewhat overwhelmed [translate] ...
She read the poem at his funeral and included it in her 1990 collection I Shall Not Be Moved. As a Black American poet and memoirist, Angelou saw herself as a member of a literary tradition that included writers like Langston Hughes and Paul Laurence Dunbar. Her close friendship with ...
At the funeral(葬礼), my sadness was overshadowed (蒙上阴影) by a sense of regret. That year, I was sixteen years old. Why did the writer only let his grandfather read and explain the poem to him once? A Because he didn't like the poems. C Because he didn't think it was ...
And I certainly don’t tell people that it’s a good thing to do! It’s also incredibly silly to opine that anything natural can’t hurt you. Belladonna, arsenic, cyanide – all deadly poisons, all natural! Tsunami are natural too! Want to go hang out and experience one? Sorry! The...
and wondering if it'll go away. Read Complete Poem Stories5 Shares324 Favorited19 Votes146 Rating 4.45 Featured Shared Story I had my baby girl on the 7th of May 2019. She was the greatest gift that I have ever received since I was born. She was so healthy and very much lively till...
She never mentioned the poem. But the next time I went home for vacation, I noticed something new in the kitchen fixed to an antique board: the poem. The board hung above the heater, the warmest spot in the kitchen. The poem still hangs there. Neither my mother nor I have ever spoken...
This poem was inspired by a 2012 Daily Mail story, Teenager is arrested for burning poppy on Facebook. It is about freedom of speech, a freedom that is under constant threat. BURNING THE POPPY I choked back my tears, as I pondered the rhyme ...
ll come back at 2am. I promise you… I do it all the time! I go off, have a great adventure and come back in the middle of the night, scratch at the door and they let me back in.” Surely, we imagined Pinkie would respond “Uh uh… nope… I’ve been out there. I know ...
I can see a future where my relationship with them is not defined by the routine housework I do. This is a time of letting go – of stepping away from the washing machine and relating to my sons as the___they are becoming – and I’m starting to see how letting go could be wonder...