Gwendolyn Miller

Gwendolyn Miller Poems

Her smile shines overall.
She only shows her entire face once a month.
The dark and dreary night is shattered,
like a piece of stained glass.
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A girl who is seventeen,
A girl who is Rory Gilmore,
A girl that walks with confidence,
A girl who always leaves the door open to endless possibility.
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The mind is brilliant when trying to achieve something that seems impossible.
Negativity has equal control,
the perspective changes,
optimism disintegrates as the race progresses,
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A gray persona shadows the house,
as occupations of the owner change.

Bare trees stand in the front yard;
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I am a person with strong ambition.
I am a stream in the wilderness pursuing the ultimate ocean.
I am someone who is always trying to see only the good in people.
I am of purpose,
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Mother nature is never satisfied.
She wants her most prized possession to be kept neat and clean,
No littering to be tolerated.
The Earth can only be taken care of by so long till the end of renewal can be seen.
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I am an object that is carried to quench the thirst
of a particular person.
I have witnessed many events that create memories.
I have flown across the ocean.
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While walking on the cobblestones in Saudi Arabia
I noticed many Arab women with dark distinct features
Staring at me, watching my every move
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The day will come when there is no time left
I will leave and never look back
I will have finally passed the test
Fear will not be found within me
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A woman who begins the journey of life as a young girl
No manual is available to let her know how to begin
She progresses into a role far better than any secular job could offer
A daily balancing act takes place day by day
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The Best Poem Of Gwendolyn Miller

La Luna

Her smile shines overall.
She only shows her entire face once a month.
The dark and dreary night is shattered,
like a piece of stained glass.

She comes out through the clouds,
but is only visible at night.
Silhouettes can be seen walking,
with the moonlight beaming behind them.

A white sphere floats in the sky,
while charcoal clouds frolic amongst each other.
Yearning to see a shining star,
she anxiously waits night after night.

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