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Gail Grierson Poems
A Single Rose
I walked among the flowers To choose one just for you; So many blooms to pick from, Some in every hue.
The Sunshine in a Smile
Have you ever noticed The brilliance of a smile? A smile that’s meant for only you Can make your day worthwhile.
I Need a Hug
I need a hug I’m feeling sad Am missing you today; Would be so great,
If I Tell You
If I tell you how I’m feeling, Will you tell me honestly? If my heart sends out a message, Will yours send one back to me?
Come Sit with Me
Come sit with me And talk awhile I'll tell you what I miss - Your loving eyes,
Summer's Coming to an End
It won’t be too much longer ‘Til the school year starts again; Days are flying faster now, Summer’s coming to an end.
The school year's coming to an end, June is almost here; Seniors taking their exams, Graduation time is near.
Our friendship happened instantly, We met and something clicked; Of all the people that I met, You were the one I picked.
Before There was Sunshine
Before there was sunshine And warm summer haze, Before there was leisure And long, lazy days,
When I have a problem And I don’t know How to solve it, I ask you for your input
I Will Always Love You
I think about you all the time, More since that fateful day; The day that you were called to work, The day you passed away.
Walking in the Early Afternoon
When walking in the early afternoon I think of you and wish you here with me; The woods are such a lovely place in June, You would enjoy it, this I guarantee.
Hold Me Close and Tell Me True
Perhaps you think I’m kidding When I say that I love you And more than anything I want To spend my life with you.
September by the Shore
I think it would be wonderful To spend a day with you; There’s lots we could experience, So much that we could do.
Comments about Gail Grierson
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
A Single Rose
I walked among the flowers
To choose one just for you;
So many blooms to pick from,
Some in every hue.
Purples, yellows, pinks, and whites,
Even shades of blue,
Tulips, daisies, daffodils,
Lilies, pansies, too.
A difficult decision
That took me quite a while.
Which would be the right one -
The one to make you smile?
And then I thought it over
I knew just what to do;
I chose a single, deep red rose
To show my love for you.