cheryl davis miller
I'm married,35years.I have 2 grown daughters,3 grandkids.Live on a small farm in Ohio.Came from W.Va.
Parents divorced when I was one, and I was given to an Aunt to raise. At 13, she thought I needed to be with my 'real' mother. At 14, my 'real mother', thought I would do better with an older brother. at 14yrs. and 2mos. I decided, I would do better on my own. So I lived many lives in the ... more »
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cheryl davis miller Poems
Go Away Snow
From the North to the South, and the East to the West; Nasty Old Man Winter has tried his very best.
The Walking Dead
'You feel too deeply, ' my mother spoke. When suddenly from sleep I woke. How can one limit ones depth of heart? Please tell me Mom I want to start.
A limerick for my family, who one and all have abandoned me. Left me to deal with this killer-flu, my limerick I will share with you;
The Butterfly Bush
I planted me, a Butterfly Bush, a Butterfly Bush, a Butterfly Bush, I planted me, a Butterfly Bush, To see if it were true,
Mary had her spent life lavishly; she had lived it so hard and fast. She met a man in the marketplace Who told her all about her past.
Molly you inspire me, so I've picked up my pen, To say you've handled 'Grace' fully, the circumstance you're in.
It's Not In Vain
Once in a garden far away there in the cool part of the day. Our Maker sat and held a lamb close to His breast.
I remember pickled pig's feet, potatoes an hog jowl. People never use to waste food, not the way they do now.
To Be or not To Be
An inconsequential life; lived out in deep regret. What could change the circumstance; about which now I fret.
A Trains Sound
Last night from bed I heard the sound, a passing train. Another soothing sound I've found, is falling rain.
A Safe Place
'The birds all have a nest, the fox each have a den, I've found no place to rest', declared the Son of Men.
I've been proud to be an American and I am proud to be one still. She's always lead with the best intentions. I believe that She always will.
Beans or greens, I still can hear Momma say; kids you can have both if you like today. Biscuits are ready there's no need to wait now come on let's say grace, and fill your plate.
Ice's Wintry Touch
As a Lady I love to feel someones hands caress my back. After all these years my hubby has finally got the knack.
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Go Away Snow
From the North to the South,
and the East to the West;
Nasty Old Man Winter
has tried his very best.
To blanket us over
with cold wet snow.
To cause giant ice-sickles
to grow, and grow.
To bury us alive
in layers of white.
And create icy roadways
to give us all a fright.
Even the children
say, ' It is ENOUGH! '
They're tired of chapped lips
and cheek red and rough.
Who wants to go on looking
like that fat Michelin Man?
We are tired of this snow
we've stood all; we can stand.
So now with one objective
and in ...