Andrea Dietrich Poet Sonnet

A Letter From Jordan

My name is Jordan. I’m now forty-three.
This letter is to tell you I’m okay
in case from church days you remember me.
I took off in my 20’s and I’d stay
in little towns where odd jobs I could find.
I was a drifter; soon enough I’d leave.
Few friends I had, so nobody would mind.
And if I died, would anybody grieve?
Well, things changed when I met dear Jean, my wife.
Just how I got so lucky I don’t know.
She helped me find a good job. Now my life
is like a dream compared to years ago.
My wife is smart and fun, with eyes of green.
Our three girls thankfully resemble Jean!

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Miranda Hawley July 15, 2023 at 8:44 PM Congrats on your win in my contest. I liked that you used this and told a little story. Andrea Dietrich July 16, 2023 at 1:46 PM thanks so much, Miranda

Terrell Martin July 13, 2023 at 5:32 AM This one tugs at the heart strings, Andrea. I've done some drifting of my own over the years and known a few as well so I can definitely relate to Jordan. Bravo / Write on, Terrell

Beryl Edmonds July 12, 2023 at 6:43 PM Better late than never to receive a letter. A lovely sonnet Andrea… Belle

Jay Narain July 12, 2023 at 10:44 AM I am glad Jordan finally showed his existence. I know parents who have not found their kid after 40 years. It's a sad story of them.

Bill Baker July 12, 2023 at 8:43 AM Thanks for sharing the good news of one lost but now has found his way. It's nice to read good poetry that as a good ending, Andrea. Thanks for sharing, my friend. Hugs, Bill

Victor Buhagiar July 12, 2023 at 8:03 AM Lovely letter though he could have sent it earlier. But who can understand life?