Colors of Life
Original C poem @ http://sfraww.blogspot.com/2013/09/a-z-poetry-by-me-c.html
Love burns red and so do bloody guts.
Hints of orange are seen in beautiful sunsets.
I love gold which is related to yellow.
Green we know is healthy and environmentally friendly.
Liquid gold of life is blue water, so drink up.
Ever heard of royal purple?
Pink is society's favorite color for girls.
A good night's sleep is best in the blackest part of night.
Soft like wool, white snow falls in Winter.
Diamonds and glitters are a girl's best friends.
Dreaming in England
Original D poem @ http://sfraww.blogspot.com/2013/10/a-z-poetry-by-me-d.html
I'm finally on vacation in England and it feels like a dream!
I saw my cousins after many years and listen to their British accent.
We laugh at the different word meanings and tell scary ghost stories at night.
The cold, rainy weather wasn't my favorite, but it didn't dampen my spirits.
I went sightseeing like a true tourist in the heart of London.
Regal Buckingham Palace blends in with the cloudy gray sky.
Red flowers adorn the garden all around
While a gold statue proudly sits on top of the fountain.
I walk around the vast Tower of London as the flag blows in the wind
Ancient Big Ben stands tall as it continues to tell all the time.
A Ferris wheel (London Eye) can be seen at a distance as it goes around.
The dark blue rocket ship shaped Gherkin is an odd sight in the sky.
As light faded to dark, we made our way home.
Back in the busy train, to our awaiting black van.
Sleep enveloped me that night as I slept like a child.
More on my trip to England and be read about @ http://sfraww.blogspot.com/2012/07/seeing-england-for-first-time.html
Family Comes First
Original F poem @ http://sfraww.blogspot.com/2013/12/a-z-poetry-by-me-f.html
Unfortunately, I take my family for granted.
The ones who knew me since birth.
Ammo (mom) and Abbu (dad) who fed, clothed, and sheltered Me.
Who lost sleep and comfort to make Me happy.
Who held my hands to teach Me to walk.
Whose ears were opened to hear Me talk.
Someday I will make them proud God willing.
How about my siblings?
The ones I argued with about nothing
of importance.
And fought with about everything.
Yet somehow we made up and went back to play
pretend pirates and slid down the white clothed sofa mountains.
My older sis. read books to us (me and younger brother)
and I played school with my little bro.
Those were the days.
Some of us go to friends before family
for advice, comfort, and support.
Friends are important, but
family comes first.
I learned that after a vacation to Bangladesh
where relatives were in abundance.
Unlike in America ,
where life revolves around friends.
So love and appreciate your family
before you lose them and it’s too late.