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Written by Mitch White
Categories: life, sports, sympathy,

Joe Who?

The ball was loose and bouncing
Joe dove towards it, just missing
The clock ticking down
Just then, Joe had found
His football skills were lacking

Written by Sandy Ivy D
Categories: funny,

Sympathy

I knew a man with a sailors hat
Fat and chubby, smelled like a rat
         kissed him out of stupidity,
         now he's down on one knee,
Somebody give me a baseball bat!

6-4-12

Written by Charles Clive
Categories: funny, recovery from..., sympathy,

Remedy Required



I ache from my nose to my knees;
I sniffle and snuffle and wheeze.
A small tot of rum
might settle my tum,
but what should I take for a sneeze?

~

Written by Abdulhafeez Oyewole
Categories: adventure, depression, devotion, lonely, sympathy, time, peace, peace,

Letter To Home

When I look around..I See that It's abound
 Whatever it Is..It wants Peace 
 Peace of mind..An everlastingly Bind
 No racketeering..It isn't Blind
 It Sees More than what you see.

Written by Jack Ellison
Categories: sympathy,

Long Skinny Legs

Flamingos have extra long skinny legs
Why is that so, the natural question begs
Their bodies are large
To understand is hard
How they can support themselves on these skinny pegs


© Jack Ellison 2015

Written by Tom Arnone
Categories: beauty, bereavement, death, health, remember, science, sympathy,

Isabelle Dinoire

Eleven years to this day,
Isabelle Dinoire's face did lay.
Her Labrador ate it;
The surgeons replaced it --
But, she died of rejected display.

Written by Ralph Protsik
Categories: animal, dog, humor,

The Basset Hound

Is it sorrow in canine disguise?  
Is it pity empathic and wise?
Or is it not either 
Nor sympathy neither
But hunger we see in its eyes?

Written by Lindsay Laurie
Categories: humor,

Easter Thrill

Senility for sympathy begs,
but for me, being senile has legs,
for when Easter time,
I find it sublime -
I can hide my own Easter eggs.

Written by Funom Makama
Categories: depression, horror, pain, sad, sick, sorrow, sorry,

Course of a Terminal Illness

Outlook travels farther from being groovy
attracts human sympathy not envy
at it, illness nibbles
getting the more feeble
wall slowly climbed by the deadly Ivy.

Written by James Study
Categories: death, funeral, life, sympathy,

So Sad

There was a man who never shed a tear
The time he lived was many a year
So sad he never knew
What the tears would be due
Now at rest he lies and nobody here

Written by Gershon Wolf
Categories: dog, fire, passion, silly,

A Flaming Torch

Snoopy, hero of Peanuts cartoon fame
Sure knew how to play the sympathy game
   He never said Boo
   Or even Yahoo
And became every lady reader's flame

Written by James Horn
Categories: appreciation, sympathy,

Sympathize

Sympathize

What I sometimes realize
How other people sympathize
With me and my each effort
No one would I ever hurt
A hungry child always cries.

Jim Horn

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Written by Funom Makama
Categories: abuse, betrayal, cheer up, lost love, marriage, sympathy,

Once Again In Pieces

Another episode with the hope to marry
for a heart, a client to the apothecary
joy was their musician
with nice dances so Indian
he walks out leaving nothing for her to carry.

Written by James Horn
Categories: sympathy,

After Crime

After Crime

After Crime was a cremation
Happening after a situation
When a child was killed
Whose life was not fulfilled
May never find an explanation.

Jim Horn

Written by Shirley Hawkins
Categories: 10th grade,

Shared Feelings

Sally was full of empathy
People went to her for sympathy
She did not mind
She was kind
She benefited from their company

Written by James Horn
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Empathy and Sympathy

Empathy and Sympathy

What we must employee is energy and empathy,
So that final result  will produce much sympathy;
That transpired,
Are required;
Eroded away and replace feelings that are empty.

Jim Horb

Written by Marisa Moynihan
Categories: science, sick, sympathy,

Coronavirus Stained

As I walked down the street it hit me
It was silence, invisible, and my poor health was it's key
I tried all to fight it, drop after pill of medicines
The fear it brings is high and menacing
I stay locked away in my apartment until this virus decides to let us be.