The Frozen Tongue
My life started with adoption
then realizing had a stammer as well
struggle through school glad to leave
at fifteen still struggling to tell
First job was electrician so spark
but colour blindness put that off rail
then worked as storeman rest of career
in various places never going stale
Got married to Jean in mid-twenties
but she passed away in less than year
that night I fell on God's merciful grace
received Christ who became so dear
Then nine years later met Christine
got wed after nine months courtship
now last year celebrated silver wed
a blessed marriage such sweet fellowship
But the frozen tongue has remained
has gone up and down many a hill
it's likened to an iceberg at sea
people only see the tip as you will
Like the iceberg real trouble down below
all the damaged emotions lie at foot
getting over them still all frozen
needs real heat to melt way at root
So persevere on to loosen tongue
some progress is at winter season
writing poetry brings real calm
summers pushing ice onto easing
(I had written this concerning my stammer, hence my frozen tongue all through my life but thought it showed one idea of being frozen in time.
This was written a number of years ago but thought new friends may like to read it.)
Copyright © Gordon Mcconnell | Year Posted 2022
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