0It was on a September morning.
My mother passed away.
God called her home.
He called her home to stay.
With every sunrise, I see her face.
In my heart, no one can take her place.
Christmas is coming.
It is so very near.
Bringing thoughts of my mother.
Whom I miss so dear.
So I’m sending a card to Heaven.
It floats upon my prayer.
One day in Heaven dear mother.
We will all have Christmas there.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+17My sweetheart and I cuddling in the field.
The cornstalks standing tall.
The magic of love everywhere.
Exciting like the county fair.
Breathing becomes shallow.
Heads become light.
The stars hugged the sky.
Through the night was heard.
A sweet sound of passion cry.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+8As long as I live, I will always be a fan.
Of the lovely, wonderful Barbra Streisand.
Voice so pure and enchanting when she sings.
You can hear romantic bells ring.
Whether singing high or low.
Her words always have a beautiful flow.
Soft melodies that could make a person cry.
Songs of emotion that could bring a tear to the eye.
Angel in disguise, lady of grace.
One of the best song stylists on this earth’s face.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+3The wind felt cool upon my back.
Her eyes looked like shimmering pools of pearls.
The moon kissed the stars goodnight.
I held my sweetheart so very tight.
The sand felt good between my toes.
Her scent sweet as a rose.
The water looked so blue green.
Love by the sea so serene.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+5It’s twilight.
The sun escorts the moon to the night.
The sun sleeps, the wind howls.
My sweetheart smiles.
Autumn chill,
Sweetheart’s warm feel,
Sultry looks,
Heart be still.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+3The moon danced with the stars.
The clouds tangoed with the sky.
My sweetheart and I love danced in the grass.
Passion was sweet and fast.
The wind waltzed with the night.
The mood was just right.
My heart swung with her soul.
Until early light.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+5When I’m with you darling,
I feel like an eagle that forever soars.
I feel like a lion with the loudest roar.
I feel like a King with a throne of gold.
I feel like a stallion that never grows old.
When I touch you,
I feel like the tallest fire.
I feel the passion that grows higher and higher.
The flame that never dies.
A tide of romance that always rise.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
