Rhymes and Poems for Stepping Stones
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The Sky’s the Limit

The sky’s the limit,
For what I’ll do for you.
I love life with you in it,
Every since you said I do.

And I do believe we’ll be together,
Till death do us part.
And one thing I know for sure,
I love you with all my heart.

When I heard the words, whether rich or poor,
Do you take this lady for your wife.
I thought this is what I’ve been waiting for,
The day with you to share my life.

Now when I say, the sky’s the limit,
I lose any feeling of greed.
All I think of is you every minute,
Knowing you’re what I need.

My Beautiful Bride

The day you became my bride,

I was the happiest man in all the land.

That was the day, you came down that aisle,

With a smile,

And upon your finger, on your hand,

I placed a wedding band.

You looked so beautiful, in your wedding gown,

I felt so proud, I was the one you found.

And on that special night, of our honeymoon,

You had nothing to hide.

That was a night, I won’t forget soon,

With my beautiful bride.

Cicadas

Cicadas

The Cicadas
The greatest bug on earth
And seventeen years later
After mated
Comes birth
And so many reasons
For life no matter how small
With four different seasons
Winter, spring, summer and fall
And the Cicadas,
Can sleep through them all.
And, for such a bug so small
They have a mighty call
The Cicadas, the greatest bug on earth.

© Matt Ballard

Lost and Found

My love for you
Is in the lost and found
It’s worn and torn
It’s not like new

I’m a like a child’s gloves
Left on the playground
You left me there after you were through

The next day
I was found
But not by you

They took me to the lost and found
That’s where I was
And I think you knew

But you didn’t bother to come around
You left the one’s you loved
That kept you from the cold

That’s when you got new gloves
You wanted new
Instead of old

Then somebody came to me
With their needs
Somebody I could keep warm
They repaired what you had torn
And to their hands I form

And to my love
I fit like a glove

© By Matthew Ballard
www.rhymesandpoems.com

A Mother’s Love

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Delivering Our Mail

Delivering Our Mail

Mailman, Mailman,
Put on your walking shoes
Please stop at my house
With some good news.

Mailman, Mailman,
Now I feel better
Thanks to your devotion
To delivering my letter.

Mailman, Mailman,
Can you lend me a stamp?
For I have not been out
In this weather so damp.

Mailman, Mailman,
I watch for you everyday.
I can always depend on you
Whether skies blue or gray.

Mailman, Mailman,
Dressed in blue,
We all appreciate
The job you do.

© By Matthew Ballard
www.rhymesandpoems.com

Delivering Our Mail

Mailman, Mailman,
Put on your walking shoes
Please stop at my house
With some good news.

Mailman, Mailman,
Now I feel better
Thanks to your devotion
To delivering my letter.

Mailman, Mailman,
Can you lend me a stamp?
For I have not been out
In this weather so damp.

Mailman, Mailman,
I watch for you everyday.
I can always depend on you
Whether skies blue or gray.

Mailman, Mailman,
Dressed in blue,
We all appreciate
The job you do.

© By Matthew Ballard
www.rhymesandpoems.com

Slaying a Dragon

Slaying A Dragon

Wouldn’t it be something, to be a knight,
And for excitement you fight.
You live for the moment,
When you’ll meet your opponent.
There’s nothing you fear,
Like jousting with a spear.
Imagine your self, upon a huge strong horse.
While striking your enemy with full force.
You have knocked your rival from his saddle,
You have won the battle.
And as the dust is clearing,
You can hear the distant crowd,
That is cheering real loud.
And there’s the king, on his throne,
And he isn’t alone.
The king is with the queen,
And the battle they both seen.
And with their approval, they rise,
Showing you’re the hero to recognize.
Then with your courage, on a mission you’re sent,
It’s considered a knight’s most dangerous event.
For this is a mission that could lead to your death,
You are to slay a dragon, with fire in his breath.

And as you ride from the castle, across the drawbridge,
You’re heading for the mountains, high on the ridge.
That is where the beast lives you seek,
Somewhere up near the mountains peak.
And as your horse grows tired, carrying supplies,
It’s time to rest you realize.
You sit by the fire sharpening a knife,
Preparing your weapons, to take the dragons life.
Then after you rest, comes the break of day,
You set on your quest, for the dragon to slay.
And while on your horse, in shining armor you’re wearing,
Riding down treacherous paths, you must be daring.
Then there’s the clue, you’re looking for,
A track made by a dragon, so you look for more.
You follow the tracks, not scared in the least,
And there in the canyon you find the beast.
The dragon has you within his sight,
He’s hissing and snarling, prepared for a fight.
It’s the dragon and you, so now you attack,
While mounted on your horses back.
With your sharp long spear, it’s the dragon you’re stabbing,
The beast is vicious, and it’s your horse he’s grabbing.
Your horse is wounded, and he falls to the ground,
Your armor is clanging with such a sound.

You leap to your feet, and draw your sword,
And with a thrust to the beast,
On the ground his blood poured.
Then with a slither and twist he hissed,
And from his mouth a spray of flame, but you he missed.
You must be careful, this dragon has horns,
You must avoid them, they’re sharp as thorns.
The beast is hurt, and falling,
With little movement, he’s barely crawling.
And with the dragon on his last breath,
You feel the agony for his death.
Your instructions are to remove his eyes,
For that’s the proof, the king will recognize.
And there on the ground, lays your horse on his side,
You help him to his feet, he’s well enough to ride.
So you ride down the mountain, the same way you came,
Knowing at the castle you’ll have a reputation of fame.
And on your arrival, you receive a welcome that’s grand,
And the king offers you his daughters hand.
Then in your honor, there’s a feast,
For you’re the knight who killed the beast.

© By Matthew Ballard
www.rhymesandpoems.com
 

Be a Friend

With an acquaintance

That leaves you feeling good

It makes sense

Meeting friends should

It’s that first impression

Left on our mind

That tells us

When a friend we find

Don’t be afraid

When this step you take

Show emotion

Maybe a friend you’ll make

© By Matthew Ballard
www.rhymesandpoems.com