"osgood" poems
Thou wouldst be loved?—then let thy heart
From its present pathway part not;
Being everything which now thou art,
Be nothing which thou art not.
So with the world thy gentle ways,
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise.
And love a simple duty.
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When Beauty comes around sometimes you just have Stop and Admire it. You never know when you’ll see it again.
-Understanding Gentleman
I want to talk to you half of me say, “I shouldn’t” and the other half say, “I should”.
I’ll just be patient until my mind say, “I could”
-Aaron L. Osgood
I could be your type! Depending on what flavor do you like?
I like to play games but not with your mind or heart. I’m talking video games, I’m ready to start!
I’m a mystery and A special person..if only I could specify.
-Jus_”DatGuy”
Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 7:02 AM UTC
My friend has a baby and she's crying on the phone
She called me up in the park sitting all alone
Telling me about her problems as I'm writing this poem
Not every family show love to their child yet we still complain
About not having everything we wanted we can't relate the pain
A young girl thought her family loved her then a baby came
The baby smiled when he notice the family but don't feel the change
He's too young to understand life as things evolve it's never the same
Now the young girl became a young mother and her mother is ashamed
The young mother has a lot on her brain her son, the struggle, and a lot of blame
Life seems to get heavy if you can't release the stress
If you decide to commit suicide then you failed the test
The young mother is planning to leave with her baby from the nest
Everyday she's talked down in ways i didn't believe
Her mother told her the life she's living now she wont achieve
The things the young mother told me now I see why she has to leave
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Since I'm a good friend like no other I actually care
I pushed my problems to the side and told her I'll be there
She never cried on the phone with me before so I had to go
I washed up, put my clothes on, and walked out the door
We chilled, We talked, We Walked back and forth
She took me on a journey of her life from then to now
I don't know how she could still breath...the pain she allowed
A strong young woman with a beautiful son....
Aaron Osgood
Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 11:42 AM UTC
Let’s Take A Moment to Celebrate Mother’s Day.
Although I keep hearing everyday is a celebration that’s true.
Everyday my Mother never stop loving me.
How about you?
From the day I was born to how I’m living now.
I thank God that my Mother’s strong and still around.
I miss my Mother’s Mother (my grandma) without a doubt.
R.I.P. Myrtle C. Pringley the moments we had is still with me.
Motion pictures to still memories I still press play.
I remember grandma after you passed in my dreams you visited me.
In my dreams you gave me a ride home and told me you were okay.
The odd thing is where I live now.
When you were alive you didn’t know where I stayed.
So it’s not a hidden memory that was misplaced.
Thank You God and my Grandmother for a blessing daughter.
Thank You God for always having your angels around her.
Even when she didn’t know of your presence.
No matter which path she followed God had engraved.
How and the 5 W’s the day she would get saved.
I remember the day she was introduce to LOJ.
From then to now she still walks his way.
Following the Holy road to heaven.
The only road to heaven and covered in his presence.
I really didn’t mean to write this long.
But I guess I wanted to express exactly where I came from.
Tamara (my lady) always say my Mother and I is exactly alike.
So I get a little glimpse of what her life was like.
I don’t mind if we’re alike because my Mother I love.
Thank You God and Grandmother from the heavens above.
To: Lauren C. Osgood (I Love You Always)
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 7:19 AM UTC
Jhynda you gotta to be kidding me!
How dare you! become silent just suddenly.
We were chatting 2 fast 2 furious.
Now I’m idling at a red traffic light just furious.
Sitting in this car waiting for that green light to Go!
I’m not sitting in a car but I’m letting you metaphorically know.
As you sleep we stopped our speech.
Oddly you asked me “Wyd?” And we just started to speak.
Time is still moving and I’m still up.
The wind outside is blowing strong and I’m thinking “What the F***!”.
Listening to music now as I text you this message.
Expressing myself it’s about to get interesting.
Maybe I should stop this poem note.
I don’t want to go no further my friend.
Since your sleeping maybe this could be the end...
Although as I’m awake this new day of mines just began.
I have a long way before my day ends.
You have a short time as you sleep before your day begins.
Laying in your bed cuddle up with your bear.
And Brownie on the floor or on your bed laying near.
I shouldn’t be thinking this thoughts as I text you this.
As if I’m standing right there at the end of your bed just looking.
Waiting for you to wake so we can continue the topic we left off.
Before you became silent at 8:26pm as I viewed.
For you it’s 8:16pm your last text to me.
I understand I guess...continue to get your beauty rest.
BYE!
From: Aaron L. Osgood
To: You b.k.a. Jhynda Perpignan
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 10:33 AM UTC
I was born from my mother yet I’m still self made.
I’m the way that i am now, today till my grave.
I can change my ways but my path is already paved
Life seems to be simple no need to explain.
Whatever is left it’s left to be remained.
February 9th I was born, so it’s my birthday!
No party for me just another work day.
The Adult Life! Bills must be First paid.
Before happiness and gifts are exchanged.
Life is sometimes sudden or prearranged.
Life is just full of abundance or it’s plain.
Yet I’m still me inside this brain.
So, I give God all the glory as he reigns.
My story is not over after the 9th more remains.
If you didn’t know Aaron L. Osgood is my name.
And February 9th 1986 is when I came!
Although in my mother’s womb is where I became.
Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 7:00 AM UTC