Allen Beilschmidt Sr. Poet Rhyme

Little Joe

Where did you go
little Joe?
I see the seasons
and I fear the change.
and in my life
I think it,s time
for rearranging.

Time to take things slow
Where did you go little Joe?

The timber wolf
howls in the pine
he knows the seasons
and it's time to die.

My life's been empty; more then you could know
Where did you go little Joe?

I pray and yearn
that you are fine
may Jesus keep you
in his hand.

The years have 
run away to soon
My life is like
drifting sand
I've only reaped what I have sown:
Where did you go little Joe?

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Connie Marcum Wong April 8, 2019 at 5:21 AM A brother perhaps comes to mind. I have an older missing brother this poem reminds me of. A wonderfully composed reflective poem Allen. : )

Kim Rodrigues April 4, 2019 at 9:10 PM Love your poem! ...the timber wolf howls in the pine and your pondering!

Andrea Dietrich April 4, 2019 at 7:35 PM very smooth flowing poem. Just like Caren, my mind went right to that awesome character from Bonanza. but also I realized it was probably someone important in your life named Joe. That happens to be my hubbie's name except he is not little!! Allen Beilschmidt Sr. April 4, 2019 at 10:03 PM Thank you for your comment Andrea. I don't know who little Joe is. Somehow the beginning came into my mind and the rest developed from there.

Caren Krutsinger April 4, 2019 at 3:03 PM I have no idea whether John nailed this, and you are speaking of Little Joe Cartwright, or if you just mean "the child-part of yourself" who is in hiding. Either way, it is a great poem and I watch "Highway to Heaven" almost every night, for Little Joe is an angel in that one. Allen Beilschmidt Sr. April 4, 2019 at 4:57 PM no not Joe Cartwright Caren