My Annie Dedicated For the Belief of My Adoptive Mom and Dad
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Funny as I remember now -
I went out to the animal shelter to-rescue my little Annie one day-
some time not to long ago; and-from outside, on my way in I saw her -
and as I walked-in and looked-around, I asked-to-God, "What-kind of-
day is it going to be-for me-today?" and then in that moment, I saw
her again, and she was cute, as a button-a very fun and-smashing,
playful; innocent-young-lady, this tender little girl - and I new I
was going to bring-a new light, into her tired-and-lonely and-
vacant, quiet-little-world - and as I heard this-shy yet eager,
raspy-little-meow-from behind this-pen she-was-sitting in -
I walked over to have a look see; and there she was
looking up at me - "My little kitten Annie!" -
with-twinkling and starry-eyes and a warmness-and-passion
for-life I could-have-never-imagined - (nor have-ever; ignored)
and so I reached-down-and picked-up... the-kindnesses-of my-
soul - and the-simple touch-on my-skin of her-warm fur, was of-
the sensation of the purest beauty, I had never-known, and as
she placed-her cool-nose and a soft-little paw... on the-lips
of my-face -
we looked at each-other... a quiet-while with such an-intense -
and simple-feeling -
you know that feeling-you-have when to get-to-hold the one-thing
you have long-for so-long... to hold - finally you know you-couldn't
have asked for more.
So-yes-it's funny-to me; what God brings to the weary soul, a love-
and-loss so-unique and precious; opportunistic... . Always I'm coming
to find-offered to everyone; given to all as-its-own-equal... ! It's been
some years and-sadly, gone-from-me-now she-is... but I know as my-
heart is-hers and-hers mine I know-we'll-never be-apart... !
I had a little kitten-named-Annie one day some time-ago, and oh how I
loved to hold her, because she rescued me from my tired-and-lonely;
vacant; quiet-little-world.
Author Notes
Inspire by the greatest of all the plays I have ever seen, and as I was
an orphan myself early on in my years - and was as well adopted - I
went to see it five times in three years as a child. My new parents
took me without recourse or woe-yes, the play-well of course, it
was little orphan "Annie!"
Hyphens used in conjunction with one another for recording
purposes for the disabled.
Songs I give for my Mom and Dad. Thank you both
so much, truly I feel I can never thank you enough!
Love Jamie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBZACUxTFLU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nnjkb4q6FKU
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2009
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