Tag Archives: Youngest

Turkey Run State Park

Posted on February 17, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Turkey Run State Parkby Michael DoyleIndiana is prone to having a second winter appearAfter it seems the real winter has disappearedThis was the circumstance in February 2024When a snowfall came, inviting my family to exploreMy daughters and I loaded up … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Allow, Beauty, Circumstance, Cold, Commentary, Creek, Daughter of Mine, Daughters, Disappear, Distance, Driftwood River Tributary, Duty, Enchant, Eroded, Etymology, Explore, Father, Forgot, Found, Good Company, Hit the Road, Indiana, Internet, Joy, Learn, Life Refines, Listen, Mansfield Formation, Meant To Be, Native American, New and Interesting, Photographs, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Preservation, Resin, Rocky Hollow Reserve, Runs, Sandstone, Second Winter, Slippery Rocks, Snow Melt, Sugar Creek, Sugar Pines, Suspension Bridge, SUV, Sweet, Sweet Tooth, Symbology, Tales, Talk, Turkey Run State Park, Unfold, Walking, Youngest | Leave a comment

The Original Wild Child

Posted on January 20, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

The Original Wild Childby Michael DoyleOver pizza. we swung from vine to vineThese laughing daughters making the timeTo watch a remake of Tarzan this Saturday nightEach smile a moonbeam of their father’s delightWe talk as we watch Africa’s original feral … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Act, Africa, Argumentation, Behind, Best, Brave, Burroughs, Change, Cheer, Circle, Complicated, Contemplation, Contemptuous, Creativity, Details, Director, Drama, Endless, Expression, Father's Deligh, Father's Delight, Fear, Feral Child, Fierce, Filed, Friendless, Glory, Guard, Heard, Lack of Dignity, Laughing Daughters, Leave, Liberty, Memories, Moonbeam, Nickname, No Matter How Right, Notes, Original, Peace of Mind, Pizza, Poetry and Poems, Reasoning, Regard, Remake, Rules of Civilization, Saturday Night, Slight, Smile, Society, Society's Lions, Story, Tale, Tarzan, The Wild, Thought, Time, Vine To Vine, Waste, Well, Wild Child, Youngest | Leave a comment

Investing In Old Age

Posted on February 17, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Investing In Old Ageby Michael DoyleIt has become as sort of a jokeBut one that makes me slightly chokeThe youngest of chronological ageSays as if with the wisdom of a sageThat her dad, me, is growing a bit oldShe laughs … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Bliss, Choke, Dad, Ease, Final Days, Good, Happiness, Invest, Joke, Joy, Length, Money, Old Age, Poetry and Poems, Sisters, Smile, Strength, Test, Ways, Wisdom, Witticism, Youngest | Leave a comment

Happy Mother’s Day, Too

Posted on May 10, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

My ex-wife could never gracefully receive a present. Not just from me but from our daughters, they tell me. Still, despite all, there is one gift I would yet give her on this day particularly after the reminders received over … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Agree, Apples, Bad, Best, Better, Blessed, Bliss, Button, Christmas Songs, Click, Company, Conversation, Country Road, Damage, Daughters, Day, Destinations, Done, Drive, Due, Eve, Ex Wife, Family, Fascination, Forever, Forgive, Forgiveness, Forgotten, Friends, Girls, Go, God, Good, Grace, Gratitude, Happy Mother's Day, Highway, History, Homeward, I, Inter-State, Joke, Joyful, Laugh, Laughing, Listen, Made, Marvel, Mirror, Near, Pandemic, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Present, Radio, Realize, Return, Reveal, Road, Road Trip, Search, See, Seen, Shine, Short Hike, Sing, Slow Down, Song, Soul, State, Station, Sweet, Tales, Tell, The Girls, Think, Thinking, Together, Told, Tomorrow, Tree, Ugly, Vibrant, Watch, Way Back, Wrong, Youngest | Leave a comment

Gifts From the Heart

Posted on April 20, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

Day 20 of Na/GloPoWriMo, 2020! 2/3rds of the way through this year’s event. The optional prompt is to “write a poem about a handmade or homemade gift that you have received“. Gifts From the Heart by Michael Doyle Since divorce … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged 2020, Always, Angst, Arms, Aware, Bits, Capable, Card, Compel, Complete, Cruel, Curl, Dad, Day, Decision, Division, Divorce, Ear To Ear, Essence, Ex, Family, Father, Father's Daughter, Father's Day, Fear, Friend, Friendship Braclets, Gift, Girls, Golden Rule, Grow, Hand, Happiness, Hear, Heart, Hidden, Hold, Homemade, Hug and Kiss, Hugs, Hunt, Inseparable, Know, Lady Bugs, Love, Mindful, Moment, Na/GloPoWriMo, Need, Offer, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Presence, Remind, School, Show, Side, Smile, Something, Start, Sweet, Taught, Tear, Three Musketeers, Trust, Understand, Watch, Way, While, Wish, World, Youngest | Leave a comment

Moments Spent

Posted on February 18, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

Spending time with my girls was an awesome experience as always. Moments Spent by Michael Romani Spending time with these two All of our moments are too few Dreams shaping in their minds Gifts of smiles of which I’ve been … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Above, Apart, Away, Awesome, Beautiful, Behind, Best, Blind, Bone, Cleave, Close, Connection, Crystal Blue, Daughters, Depart, Direction, Do, Dreams, Eldest, Father, Few, Gift, Girls, Glory, Glow, Grow, Guide, Hand, Heart, Home, Hug, Kill, Know, Look, Lose, Love, Mile, Mind, Moment, Noble, Obstacle, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Possibility, Present, Pride, Redouble, Rest, Say, See, Shape, Smile, Soul, Special, Spent, Spirit, Spun, Story, Survive, Tears, Time, Trouble, Valentine's Day, Watch, Write, Youngest | Leave a comment

To My Youngest On Reaching Nine

Posted on May 25, 2018 by alohapromisesforever

To My Youngest On Reaching Nine by Michael Romani To my youngest on reaching age nine What can I say, sweet angel of mine But that I am proud of you each day As I watch you grow up in … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Age Nine, Angel, Brave, Cheese Cake, Choice, Daughter, Growing Up, Love, Memory, Moments, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Proud, Romance, Strong, Surprise, Thinking Voice, Thoughts, Treasure, Yesterday, Youngest | Leave a comment

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