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Dee Camp Poem
As I wait for my kid to get off the bus
I ponder at how life has crept up on us.
I'm reminded of a comment my Father said to me,
"My mind is young, why can't the rest of me be".
The carefree thoughts, the hearty laughs,
the simple pleasures and unwanted bathes.
Kids think nothing but of themselves,
a treasure in disguise or so, unveils.
What game to play next, what character
to be, A glorious imagination is what I see.
So alone I wait, right here in this car,
and wonder how time has gotten this far.
Copyright © Dee Camp | Year Posted 2010
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Dee Camp Poem
Squeeze! the Old Man, riding on his cart,
thoughtless people block his way as he tries to put in park.
Switch goes up, switch goes back, he's circling all around,
Lets hope he parks it soon enough, I think I see a frown.
I often see those riding carts & they really make me think,
to ride for fun would be a blast, to depend on would really stink.
Help the man, move out the way, don't stand there & observe,
He's trying hard to be on his way, respect is well deserved.
Copyright © Dee Camp | Year Posted 2010
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Dee Camp Poem
Morning
Ahhh… is what I say with this warm cloth upon my face.
No thoughts, no worries, no little things –just my mind wondering to space.
Ultra-calming moisturizer soothing every pore,
Wrinkles gone? I’m not sure, I’ll smooth a little more.
It’s 8:15 time to go, so much for my time alone,
New thoughts, new worries, new little things – to face the new unknown.
Copyright © Dee Camp | Year Posted 2010
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Dee Camp Poem
An elderly man smiled at me today
his face so round and merry,
It filled my heart so full of joy
my day no longer weary.
He had no idea what his smile had done
to warm my heart completely,
and so on down the isle he went
with his bags tucked in so neatly.
His smile still bright and charming
as he walked on out the door,
What a nice day this turned out to be
just going to the store.
Its amazing how a simple gesture
can brighten up ones day,
If you see a stranger, smile at them,
for kindness goes along way.
Copyright © Dee Camp | Year Posted 2010
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