Grandmom Morgan
Grandmom Morgan
I love yo
I need you
why dont you come
and save me
from these
times?
I love you
I need you
All i want is you.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
Stephanie1234’s Poems (11)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Just A Dream? | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| Dont Tell Me If Im Dead | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| Dieing Never Dies | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| Death Is Horrible | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| Grandmom Morgan | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| Death | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| You Cry I Cry | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| In Love? | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| Slowly Dieing | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| My Grandmom Ruth Morgan | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
| So Theres This Boy... | 1 | 10/14/2009 |
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