Bonnie Achord
Sioux, Iowa
Bonnie AchordSioux, Iowa |
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The first poem that I wrote entitled "In Memory" was sent to Jacqueline Kennedy when President Kennedy was assassinated. I have included this poem with two other poems I have written which are listed below. I have had other poems published by The National Library of Poetry, Sparrowgrass Poetry Forum, and The Poetry Guild, I am currently a retired medical assistant. I enjoy writing poetry because to me it is an expression of words and feelings. |
IN MEMORYWhen you feel you cannot go on another day,Think of your most cherished moments somewhere - Back there yesterday. Like the roses you carried on his final day, Do not be like them and fade away. The roses were meant to wilt and die, Like man, it's God who decides why. |
JOURNEY THROUGH TIMEBorn as babies into the world of the unknown,Frightened, scared and so alone. A loving touch and the fears disappear, The journey through is oh so near. Soon we are children carefree and gay, When life is just a game of play. Onto adulthood when love captures one's heart Marriage is next which plays an important part. Now the children are married and have moved away. To start a new life and begin a new day. The last journey through time now begins, Only God knows when it shall end. |
PatchesMy name is Patches; I am a puppy.I have a master and friend named Patti. My friend plays ball with me, and runs through the trees trying to catch me. She taught me all my tricks for treats, and now I know them as good as the ABC's. I'm naughty and nice we both agree, but when I see that fly swatter it's time to flee. My mom is a pure white Maltese. but her babies were all gray like me (Schnauzer). Now time has gone by and I have more family, but they're as black as they can be (Yorkie). As you can see I have quite a family tree, because mom has been promiscuous and carefree. Though one of these days mom better get serious, and have a family of Maltese, Or she's going to lose her happy home, and have to come and live with me. |