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The Four Seasons

Winter is very cold,
On the ground is lots of snow.
Spring brings April showers,
And blossoming May flowers.
Summer is the best season,
Because it's warm is the reason.
No school to go to day after day,
It's time to go outside and play.
Then Fall season comes around,
As the leaves drop to the ground.
Time to pick up those pens,
For another school year begins.
School is such a drag, I say.
I can't wait until another Summer day.

(1988)

Copyright © Jamie Ball | Year Posted 2008



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Gone

I recall that tragic day
When the telephone rang.
Still, so fresh like yesterday;
A year ago, such pain.

A familiar voice on the other end,
What she was saying couldn't be true.
My mother's words I didn't comprehend,
Asking how God could be so cruel?
He took away the only one
That had ever been there.
She was my "SPECIAL SOMEONE",
Always showing me she cared.

My Grandma had a heart of gold
And was full of nothing but good.
The cute little stories she told
Brightened up my childhood.
Without her raising me,
There's so much I wouldn't know.
Who knows where I'd be
If she hadn't taught me to grow.

In an instant,  POOF!, she's gone,
A terrible accident took her away,
Making it difficult to move on,
Regretting the things I didn't say.
How I LOVED her, heart and soul,
Wishing I had made that clear.
Was she proud, I'd like to know
Of the woman I am in the mirror?

I believed I'd have her always,
Planning to visit more or call.
Thinking we had plenty of days,
But that wasn't the case at all.
In one day, a single moment
It can all disappear,
Not realizing how much they meant,
Until now, that they're not here.

(12/08/06-In memory of my Grandmother)

Copyright © Jamie Ball | Year Posted 2008

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Set Me Free Please

I used to hate to see tomorrow,
For I was an abused child,
And I knew the next day
Everything would be the same.
Five years this went on,
I could tell no one,
Until one day
I had to say,
"Help me, please,
Set me free".
I couldn't take it anymore,
I was just a little girl.

(9/1987)

Copyright © Jamie Ball | Year Posted 2008


Book: Shattered Sighs