Jannie Breedt Poet Quatrain

Make Me Some Room

When times were rough 
And hope was gone
You showed me stuff
-to carry on

When things were lean
When things got thin
And cold outside 
You let me in

For want of warmth
And others turned
You made a fire
But I never got burnt

When I was stoned at the station
I waited for a train
You came to fetch me
And freed me from pain

You helped me up
When I was stuck on the ground
That look you gave
... I knew that sound

You gave me money
When I was broke
You made me laugh
With stupid jokes

You gave me wisdom
When I was dumb
When things were strict
We had some fun

When I was cripple
You pushed my chair
You solved my trouble
You were always there

Alone in the trenches
You got my back
You fought like a demon
When they attacked

My promise is this:
Ill try to go on
Ill try to let go
You go on now

Just follow the light
Ill follow you soon
You go on ahead now 
Go make me some room

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CayCay Godwin November 25, 2017 at 4:47 AM Oh, my dear, Jannie, where to start? First, the joy tickle from your mention of me in your intro, thanks. THIS POEM IS ONE OF THE TOP POEMS OF ALL THE POEMS I HAVE READ ON THIS SITE IN SUM TOTAL. Tired, so hope that made sense. Some of the phrasing and words blew me away. No doubt your's is a writers heart and this poem is your heart in gold for all to behold as it touches their emotion known and unfolds its unknown, layered roots in a poetic gift of clarity. You bled on this one for us all. Ca. Jannie Breedt November 25, 2017 at 5:54 AM Heck youre okay! It was just full of emotion . I dont know what to say . I can only thank you. You are absolutely wonderful Cay Cay

Patricia Cresswell September 19, 2017 at 3:41 PM I have come back to read again. I can't tell you exactly why but it evokes feelings of sadness and peace. Thank ou. Jannie Breedt September 20, 2017 at 1:26 AM So happy to have you here . I have some victory to celebrate and found my serenity in meditation every morning. Im no longer so sad and the stress just melts away. Have a blessed day Patricia

Scott Thirtyseven September 11, 2017 at 7:29 AM A well penned piece. Your words bring us into this poem. May you not be in too much of a rush to take your place. Jannie Breedt September 12, 2017 at 12:45 PM Hey Scott37 . Thanks I lts so nice to have a compliment when times were low..its looking better.now. Honda is back from hell I think

Patricia Cresswell August 16, 2017 at 8:09 AM This will be difficult for me to live up too. I can be a bit of a curmudgeon But I humbly thank you for this gift. Jannie Breedt September 3, 2017 at 7:36 AM Well I am plain cantankerous . Itanfutile to try and change. It.just goes with the territory Ha ha. Patricia Cresswell August 16, 2017 at 8:12 AM There is always room!

Gregory Richard Barden August 16, 2017 at 5:31 AM This is beautiful, my friend, though I'm so sorry for the loss that inspired it ... grief is as common as happiness, (and as important, in ways), but so much tougher on the soul. Gorgeous poem, Jannie - I hope you are well. I don't "see" you around as much lately, but I know you're busy. Drop me a note anytime, (you still have my email?) Love you, Bud.