From a old garden caretaker, seeking to inseminate the word
I try to teach, mold, and shape, so my thoughts can be heard
As I feel, see and listen, hoping to learn, grasp, and take-in
and then empower, those words chosen, to flow thru my pen
Hoping that others read, or maybe they will even transplant
Using these thoughts, in their garden, to start a poem or rant
In this way, all gardens flourish, as long as the words flow
from a garden, to thoughts, thru pens, that men can hoe
by tom larrow
for Sandy Ivy D
Contest Name "Seed"
Many people seem to struggle, with their belief, in everlasting life
Questioning what and how to say goodbye, to mom, dad or wife
Maybe it's just semantics, because death is losing what we know
or is it a deeper struggle that needs a meaningful way to show
I've spoken with all my family, that have entered heavens gate
Throughout my life, receiving answers, is that destiny or fate
Not in a language or in writing, as we communicate an earth
It's a feeling and I hear a little voice inside, ever since my birth
Instead of worrying of pain or loss and how to say goodbye
Shouldn't honesty in life be our concern, without asking why?
Don't think of how you will say goodbye, when a loved one goes
Smile and think of what you'll tell them " When you say hello"
Waiting for answer.
"Collaborating In the clouds" entry by Tom Larrow
In mind's eye I reminisce, watching children play
of a spring day sitting here, seeing my children play
blessed to see their smiles, when they hit, slid or fell
A happy day begin playing ball, in this story I will tell
A kiss and hug I get, dad please take us to the fair
Seeing the rides, ooh's, awe's echo from our pair
Eating fried dough, peanuts, "Boy! see the games over there"
We're playing with family and friends, as they make a dare
Can't miss any ride that twists, mixes, spins or flys in the air
There's so much to see, ride and play with, in a day at the fair
Hearing "thanks mom and dad" that night, walking to the car
"Stay awake" they say as we move, you know they can't get far
This day all started with thoughts of fun, smiles and laughs
both asleep, with their dreams, today, mom and dad can laugh
PD:
Any poem you posted during this month of* APRIL ~except ~ No! No! Bunny poems, or Easter poems..NOR other contest entries.
entered by Tom Larrow
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