Sonnet's of Love and Life

By Edward Kimbrough

Poetry about love and life.
I was born July 15, 1959 in St. Louis, Missouri. I am the fifth of twelve children, six boys and six girls, born to my mother.
I grew up with a love for poetry and a deep respect for my mother and all women, a true romantic at heart with a love and talent for singing, but poetry has always been a true passion for me.
I am a caring and sensitive person. I have three children, two daughters, Jasmine and Leslie, and one son, Brian; they have always been my greatest joy. I am a Christian with a firm belief in the Lord. I now live in Texas and decided to share my heart with the world by sharing my poetry with everyone. I hope you like them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Oct 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781504954426

Edward Kimbrough

I was born July 15, 1959 in St. Louis, Missouri. I am the fifth of twelve children, six boys and six girls, born to my mother. I grew up with a love for poetry and a deep respect for my mother and all women, a true romantic at heart with a love and talent for singing, but poetry has always been a true passion for me. I am a caring and sensitive person. I have three children, two daughters, Jasmine and Leslie, and one son, Brian; they have always been my greatest joy. I am a Christian with a firm belief in the Lord. I now live in Texas and decided to share my heart with the world by sharing my poetry with everyone. I hope you like them.

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Sonnet’s of Love and Life

EDWARD KIMBROUGH

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Contents

Last Night I Saw Your Face

One Man’s Dream

Prison Life

Before I Go

Choice Of Weapons

Dreams

Wish

To Have And To Hold

My Love For You

Time

Beautiful Lady

Love

My Private World

On This Day

Lover’s Dream

Thinking Of You

My Dreams Of You

The Way I Feel About You

This Place

With This Ring

You Are

Whispers In The Dark

Sweet Love

The Recipe Of Love

Vision’s

Woman (Strong & True)

Black Woman

What Love Can Do

Then There Was You

My Heart And Soul

In The Morning Light

Two Hearts As One

The World Is Crying

Love’s Pain

Whenever I See You

Dear Mother

Once In A Lifetime

Pleasure And Pain

I Choose You

A Choice To Love

Through Our Children’s Eyes

As We Become

One True Love

God Has Ears

Not Alone Anymore

Don’t Call Me That

Friend

All In A Day

Closure

Why

Happiness Found; Happiness Lost

The Lou (St. Louis)

Daddy’s Girl

Missing You

Beautiful One

Beautiful Woman

Meant To Be

Heavens Star

Beauty

In My Dreams

My Love

I Don’t Know

Make A Stand

The Rap

Me

If You Were Me

I Am

I Choose To Believe

Man’s Mistake

LAST NIGHT I SAW YOUR FACE

Last night I saw your face, so wonderful, fresh and clear.

And all that pass through my mind, were the times we had so dear.

You look to be so close to me as if I were at home.

So now I know just how it feels to be so all alone.

I wonder if there’ll come a time, when I’ll see your face again.

And if there is I’d like to know, will we be more than friend?

I remember the fun we use to have, together just you and I.

And when I think of how it ended I often ask God why.

I saw your face last night, a wonderful sight to see.

So I thought to myself; can this loneliness really be?

I sit here and think if there’s a way I can keep from feeling