by Phil Todd | Nov 27, 2020 | archive
We miss old friends at Christmas If they are not around The laughter from their voices It was a cheery sound The joys of singing carols With words all of our own And dancing around the kitchen To the latest pop stars tones The passing of each present That Santa’s sack...
by Phil Todd | Nov 27, 2020 | archive
My life seems like a time-lapse, whose pages exceeds my speed What once was just a minute, now is so hard to read My mornings go so quickly with joy they pass the noon And the evenings entertainment just races away too soon My sleep although quite gentle, steals away...
by Phil Todd | Nov 20, 2020 | archive
This poem was taken from my 2nd book Cherished Whispers.. An Angel came from heaven to walk right by my side She led me to a pathway and said she’d be my guide She showed to me the wonders that lay at every turn Then posed to me the questions about the things...
by Phil Todd | Nov 6, 2020 | archive
Here are three very different poems to peruse Each with their own topic make of them what you will Old Father Time Ask me a question for I will not lie I know everything he said with a sigh Why’s water wet and continually flows That’s an easy question if your in...
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