Elizabeth59's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by Elizabeth59 — There are currently 8 poems total — keep up the great work!

That Poor Mr. Egg That Poor Mr. Egg That Poor Mr. Egg, What was he think'n? To go up that high, well he must've been drink'n See Poor Mr. Egg, was just a shell of a man, Why he climbed that great wall , I'll never understand! He climbed to the top, way out... – *by Joan Elizabeth White*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
I am in this world but not of it I am living in this world but I can't be a party to what goes on in it. I am not of this world I am just on it for a season, I have saw things happen, for which there is no... – *by joan White*	12 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
A Mother Cried A mother cried a mother cried as her dear son was crucified oh a mother cried that cloudy day. oh I know it took some strong men to hold her, to keep Mary from her son, she had to stand aside for he was the only one yet a mother... – *by joan White*	5 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
A mothers song, to her little one Little bitty Joseph, mama love you so much. little bitty fingers, little bitty toes little bitty cheeks and a little turned up nose little bitty boy you stole my heart today I will love you and protect til I'm in heaven to... – *by joan White*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
In This moment I am 59 and I have lived I have learned to not take but truly truly give I am not thinking of tomorrow or dwelling of some sorry but thinking of this world and that I am living in it I am embracing everything living in the minute. now our world has... – *by joan White*	11 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
That Poor Mr. Egg That Poor Mr Egg What was he think'n to go up that high, well he must've been drink'n See Poor Mr. Egg Was A shell of a man Why he climbed that great Wall I'll never... – *by joan White*	6 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
The Devil and The Old Lady An Old lady so frail fell asleep by the fireplace there. I can still hear the creak'n of that old rock'n chair there in the corner stood someone with a sheepish Grin It was the Devil He'd let him self... – *by Elizabeth White*	8 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
A Tribute to my sister in law who was a sister and friend taken by cancer It doesn't seem like my sweet friend is really gone taken from us all to early beyond the clouds the stars, to... – *by Joan White*	16 Views added 6 years ago	Rating

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