scooter1477 HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! with love scott

tom007x have a wonderful fun weekend beautiful

Disposable Daily Poem:
A poet more than others may seem to deceive
as pretty pictures their words do weave
To some it may come as a complete surprise
but written through tear clouded eyes
are many a love poem that they find so dear
Scorn not a poet who's shed many a tear
he doesn't mean for it to be wrong or be a lie
to write such pretty things as he does cry
He merely paints the picture of how it should be
and leaves it there for the world to see.

Trek49ca Congrats on leveling

Disposable Daily Poem:
The rabbit chased the fox all the live long day
who would have ever thought it would be this way
while the red fox is pursuing the fat white goose
I wonder how in the world it managed to get loose
the goose manages to knock the farmer in the drink
seeing such what on earth are we suppose to think
look there is a real big dog raising a baby deer
back where I come from it would seem quite queer
a dog is playing the piano while it howls along
and try as I might I cannot identify that song
things I thought I knew seem wrong, what a boob
all because of a modern miracle, thanks YouTube

Disposable Daily Poem:
I often think about the years I have spent alone
as most of my life I have gotten along on my own
About the lonely nights and the yet lonelier days
caused no doubt by my looks and my peculiar ways
I guess it is something I must've gotten use to
or perhaps they just do not matter because of you
I still remember them but on them I do not live
I use them to remind me how great a love you give
these days I tend to walk around wearing a smile
looking forward to being with you all the while
Things are looking up now, no longer looking down
it feels as if my feet never ever touch the groun'
what a wonderful difference you have made in life
all of these years you have been my loving wife

Disposable Daily Posted Poem:
Looking across in the darkness of the night
watching you sleep by the moon's pale light
it is indeed a truly most wondrous delight
and for me a mesmerizing and precious sight
Always it crosses my mind while laying there
how lucky I am for one like me you do care
a lady of qualities both so true and rare
lost in thought I cannot help but to stare
as the moonlight reflects off golden hair
A lady of dear character it is so very true
and that is the most precious part of you
but you are so very lovely to look at too
a truly mesmerizing and glorious view
Together so long, I'm in love with you still
and no doubt that love you I always will
my life and heart with happiness you fill
and just to see you is always such a thrill
Why you could love me I guess I'll never know
I do know that I truly am in love with you so
a treasure, a pleasure, my dream assures though
that that love for you will always surely grow

Disposable Daily Poem:
I am but a knight of honor hunting for a righteous queen to serve
who believes in forgotten principals and from duty will not swerve
A hopeless romantic who is on a quest for a love that will be true
romantic, yes, hopeless only because none are able to love me too
A poet who never can be a minstrel as he does not have the ear
so I sadly lack the pretty music that the ladies seem to hold so dear
A lonely writer, wordless and alone as he searches for his muse
an inspiring lady that his heart and mind for forming words can use
What is one to do when he knows that he is not a complete man
dealing with knowing he's only half of the couple God had in his plan
she always will have my heart but does not want the rest of me
And sadly I am left here incomplete and no true direction can I see

Disposable Daily Poem:
I can hear a siren howling way off in the dark
just a few moments before the dogs begin to bark
it breaks the sweet serenity of the country night
and wakes me from my sleep with a bit of a fright
What poor neighbor is it that is in so much need
they cannot just call for me to return a good deed
It always makes feel so bad, that screaming sound
but at least it lets them know others are around
who are coming to their comfort, coming to aid
instead of being alone with attention being paid
Good or bad, I guess it depends on your view
I am glad it isn't me and pray it is not for you

Disposable Daily Posted Poem:
Listen to the wind as through the trees it blows
look at all of the colors that nature proudly shows
the leaves dressed in glorious pigments and hues
telling all Autumn is coming they spread the news
There is an urgency and crispness to the Fall air
warning everybody that Winter will soon be there
The birds are headed south and no longer sing
there is solace in knowing they'll be back in Spring
Seasons come and seasons go, the clock of our years
Like the people, some bring happiness, others tears.
There is good and bad in each and every season
and as with the people they are there for a reason
rather it is good or bad it to me so often seems
depends upon our own preferences and dreams