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Twas Summer Morn

Twas summer morn when I was born
and gave a lusty cry
my small hand curled round Mamas finger
as I gazed into her eyes

Twas summer morn when I was quite young
and noticed that all was not right
the news was gradually getting worse
and tension at home where there were fights

Twas summer morn when I longed
for school and the Vietnam war to finally end
my mind done with test and finals
as I cruised round the bends

Twas summer morn I sang a song
of finding work and love
my arms embraced your masculine waist
as we cooed like two love doves

Twas summer morn we said our vows
and pledged our love to one another
slipping rings on our fingers
soon after I became a mother

Twas summer morn I had two sons
who frolicked and loved to play
my hands clasping both of theirs
in the sun and the shade

Twas summer morn something horribly wrong
when America was under attack
as I picked you both up from school
memory of you crying in the back

Twas summer morn the nights were long
although the days and years flew by
life at times took its toll
you could see it in our eyes

Twas summer morn cancer came along
and your Grandpa was soon gone
then three years afterward
Grandma's death we all mourned

Twas summer morn I woke up
to a quiet empty nest
both sons had grown and were gone
my mind worried nonetheless

Twas summer morn your Dad now gone
you'd visit once in awhile
and when you did I'd hug you all
till we were all smiles

Twas summer morn just after dawn
I passed away in my hospital bed
all whispered a tearful good bye to me
as you kissed my cold forehead

Twas summer morn you both came
and placed flowers on our graves
having grown kids of your own now
you both put on a brave face

Twas summer morn in our Heavenly home
no more nights or fears, just sunny days
reunited we all hugged and cried tears of joy
as Jesus looked on with His loving face

2-4-17

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 2/5/2018 1:21:00 PM
This poem embodies a kaleidoscope of memories and a fountain of sparkling thoughts that paint and create magic upon the page. It tantalizes us with succulent imagery, to seduce us with the nectar of poetic creativity. Well done. Emile.
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 2/5/2018 8:45:00 PM
Thanks so much for very flattering comment and visit Emile…the nectar of poetic creativity… I like that! Appreciate the stop by Emile!~Che :)
Date: 2/5/2018 10:30:00 AM
Cheryl, I could feel the emotion in this happy/sad poem with a happy ending, nicely written. John
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 2/5/2018 8:44:00 PM
Thanks so much for very kind comment and visit John; it is rather bittersweet (happy/sad). Appreciate the stop by John!~Che :) .
Date: 2/5/2018 7:54:00 AM
A lovely bio poem Che..
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 2/5/2018 8:04:00 AM
Thanks so much for very kind comment and visit Silent One; most of this is true so I guess it is considered a bio!~Che :)
Date: 2/5/2018 2:16:00 AM
Amazing Cheryl, a life in verse ,as I read it it just flowed off my tongue. Regards Tom
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 2/5/2018 8:02:00 AM
Thanks so much for very kind comment and visit Tom; Appreciate it!~Che :)

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