| Featured Poems 11 |
The Only Difference When I was a child, I could run Jumping and skipping were so much fun Not knowing then what my future would be At nineteen, I'd cry what happen to me. A future, I dreamed would be so bright Suddenly seemed like someone dimmed my light. A child of months has just been born So much has happened, my heart felt torn. Before me sat a chair with wheels This is where I'd sit to even eat my meals. Though my feet would never walk the ground I knew I had to turn my life around. A home, children and a loving mate Somehow now I knew this was my fate. Decades have passed through many shades of light So after all my future has been extremely bright. You see my friends, I haven't been beat The difference between us is just our feet. A Season Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall, Spring is so manys favorite season of all. Colors, sounds, and aromas begin to grow, Recovering from coldness and winters snow. There was a hush as children seemed to hide, Now their laughing and playing outside. A season to regain those sweet melodies, From birds nesting and singing in trees. Beautiful colors blooming everywhere, Leaving their sweetness in the air. So lets not take these gifts for granted, But enjoy all the beauty that has been planted. For this Season is truly a treasure Giving our senses so much pleasure. Grand When all was created-no two things the same The treasured ones were labeled With Grand added to their names. First, let's start with grandma In her cookie jar we'd snoop And how our eyes would widen When extra ice cream she'd scoop. Then thinking back to grandad Remembering the fishing tales If one didn't know better You'd thought we had caught whales. No matter what decisions I made Love to me they've always shown They were always there to support me Even after I had grown. So I'm thankful to our Creator For the labels He marked Grand And leaving me with memories Like clasping their aging hand. Heaven There's a place we all call heaven Everyone has only one given name Here's there no rich or poor Where all is treated the same. The blind will now see color The lame now can walk that mile The mute will speak their first words Angels singing will make the once deaf smile. For here no one is homeless Each one has a resting place No one goes to bed hungry Or has scars and bruising on their face. No more bitter, anger or hatred For each one's soul is free A lack of sadness, tears, and stress Heaven, a glorious place to be. Honey I'm Fine Lonliness is not a singles number No counting tears when I slumber. Why can't he wake up and see What his silent treatment does to me. When he talks it's always about him Asking about me is very slim. Why won't he take the time to say Honey, I hope you have a pleasant day. Hours seem like days, days like years Is this my life, that is what I fear. One little hug, or a simple kiss Are things in life, I surely miss. Happiness and joy, I truly want back I pray our marriage gets back on track. When that happens, I'll be so glad And neither of us will be so sad. Will work until we get it right He'll wake up and see the light. Then finally, I'll hear that simple line I'll reply to him, "HONEY, I'M FINE"! The Name At the very beginning When words are very few The Name Ma Ma is spoken When their only one and two. Words you now can understand And memories that will never part The Name Mommy is heard Which will be embedded in your heart. So many years pass by They now have become a teen The Name Mother is spoken When they think your being mean. Adulthood they now have reached With still so much to learn The Name Mom is heard For advice from you they yearn. Finally, The Name that is truly cherished Another word for love My Friend should be spoken And added to the list above. The Path Of Life It started when there was just a child When cares and fears were very mild. Parents teaching wrong from right Guiding them to make their future bright. Throughout the years many steps they'll take Having decisions in life to make. Watching your family grow through the years Now that adulthood is finally here. The path of life didn't start with you But for generations as your family tree grew. Beginnings and futures have come and gone But the path of life will carry on. Tribute To Mom Years have passed and now I'm grown Raising and guiding children of my own. Doesn't seem like so long ago You were teaching me what I needed to know. I remember you putting my hair in curls I always loved being your little girl. Some may not have felt the love I do Mom, I always be indebted to you. You always stood by me through thick and thin Not only as a mother but as a friend. So whether on earth or in your resting place When I think of friendship and love I see your face. This tribute, Mom, I leave for you today I love you not just today but everyday. Now something for the funny side-this was actually a little song that my son and I made up over 30 years ago. I still remembery this and teach all the young children that come around-they all think it is so funny and sure get a laught from it. This is not done to belittle McDonalds-as I still eat there quite often. I WOULDN'T GO THERE MCDONALD'S IS YOUR KIND OF PLACE HAMBURGERS IN YOUR FACE FRENCH FRIES UP YOUR NOSE PICKLES BETWEEN YOUR TOES AND DON'T FORGET THOSE MALTED SHAKES THEY COME FROM POLLUTED LAKES MCDONALDS IS YOUR KIND OF PLACE THEY HAVE NO POTTY PLACE THEY SLAP YOU IN THE FACE THEY SERVE YOU RATTLESNAKES THE LAST TIME THAT I WAS THERE THEY FRIED MY UNDERWEAR MCDONALD'S IS YOUR KIND OF PLACE I WOULDN'T GO THERE! Debbie Wirrell tbears@midsouth.rr.com http://www.oocities.org/tbearscorner BACK HOME POETRY INDEX VOTE NEXT |