Long Familyme Poems
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La Pandilla
En este hoyo tan oscuro
Y tan solo
Nada más tres paredes
Mas las rejas, me detienen
Pero son más fuertes
Que los besos
Que mi madre me daba
Con todo y sus abrazos
Yo no quise obedecer
Pero la pandilla me llamaba
Y ahora en esta oscuridad
Yo voy a envejecer
Mis amigos lo eran todo
Mi familia no era nada
Pero ahora mi familia
Es mi única parada
No se si saldré
O para siempre quedare
Pero una cosa digo
Que maldigo a mis “amigos”
Que ellos no supieron
Darme ese cariño
Que yo deseaba
Y que solo mi madre demostraba
Yo no supe apreciar
Lo que yo tenía
Y lo perdí
Por una malvada pandilla
Por: Nena Enriquez
Form:
I followed you around when we were young
I worshiped you; your praises I sung
You were so much older and wiser and right
You were my north star in my blackest night
I broke your clowns when I was three
I cried on your shoulder when I skinned my knee
You were always there when I needed a friend
You were the unwavering force that would not bend
We sang in the kitchen, you and me
Classic oldies, and ballads and Fiddle de Dee
Summertime in soprano and bass
Our own special concert in a warm homey place
I grew to my teens and you threatened the boys
Not letting them treat me like one of their toys
Then off to war you went and I cried and I prayed
That God would return you to us as we waited afraid
Home you came; we wed the loves of our life’s
Through happiness, birth and the day to day strife’s
We shared every one; burdens and bliss
Even the death of our parents, we made it through this
You moved across country but we still stayed in touch
Birthdays, holidays, grandchildren and such
But you called me tonight to give me the news
That my best friend and my brother was singing the blues
The prognosis wasn’t good; I cannot accept
I cussed, and I paced and then I just wept
Now I'm praying again that He'll answer my plea
To help you, to cure you, to keep you with me.
I remember long ago when I was just a child
Climbing into Grandma’s arms and the way she smiled
She’d hold me close and rock me, kiss me on my head
When I’d fall asleep she’d gently put me in my bed
There was a coal stove in the kitchen used for cooking and for heat
When Grandpa picked blueberries, she’d bake us a special treat
For the little things in life, we would thank the Lord above
We had more than what we needed, we were enriched by love
While Grandma was doing wash, I would be playing on the floor
Sometimes we’d take a walk down to the grocery store
After supper she’d be tired and sit down in the rocking chair
I’d climb into Grandma’s arms. I was always happy there.
i wait at night, look for your star
i feel you close, but bodys so far
taken away, removed all your pain
your words and your wisdom, were the things that i gain
long late night chats, getting blind drunk
sharing a beer, or smoking some skunk
i miss all those things, i miss how we talk
i miss when you used me to lean on to walk
i miss when us kids were just little nippers
or when you stunk the house out when cooking your kippers
i miss when we went driving for hours on end
you wernt just a dad you were my best friend
laughing and joking, like when mum burnt the gravey
or the storys you told bout being young in the navey
the tears and the crying, the shouting and screaming
and now that your gone i wake hoping im dreaming
the quick witted mind, but you were sometimes a knob
but now your at peace, reunited with rob
you once told me a secret, when i was eleven
so god bless you dad, is my message to heaven.
Form:
A small whine in my ear.
“Let me see. What have we here?”
A new little monster with a pinched red face;
Whose caterwauls usurped my place?
“I wish. I wish.” I’d opened wide,
My fledgling arms, let go my pride.
My favorite dresses, my new toy,
My Daddies lap, my mothers joy;
Curly blonde bundle so unlike me;
Everything mine was given to she.
“I wish. I wish.” I’d opened wide,
My fledgling arms, let go my pride.
“Sweet little villain or Little Nell?”
“Who was the monster?” Only God can tell.
So long it took for love to grow,
Between the monsters and their egos.
“I wish. I wish.” I’d opened wide,
My fledgling arms, let go my pride.
So long you snuggled at my side,
Looked up to me let meanness slide.
So long we suffered, women we;
In a masculine shadow, a manly lea.
“I wish. I wish.” I’d opened wide,
My fledgling arms, let go my pride.
And monsters two linked arms and hands,
Against the villainous male we’d stand.
Against that new pinched-faced wail,
The long awaited hierarchical male.
“I wish. I wish.” I’d opened wide,
My fledgling arms, let go my pride.
He took the toys, the time, the horsy rides.
He took our parents from our side.
And yet, as time and tide did pass;
We three did come to see at last.
“I wish. I wish.” I’d opened wide,
My fledgling arms, let go my pride.
To wish, to wish and open wide;
To let go the anger, let go the pride.
To know each monster has it day,
And every child a price to pay.
And so each parent’s task is vast;
To create a family that will last.
WHILE YOU LAY THERE SLEEPING....
Changing Diapers and Midnight Feedings
were just a few things i had to
do...
Holding, Kissing, and Smiling Proudly
is all i could do, when i saw you sleeping
soundly.
WHILE YOU LAY THERE SLEEPING....
I began pulling the cover's up on you,
making sure that you were nice and warm..
Just as i did, back then, when you were a
newborn.
WHILE YOU LAY THERE SLEEPING....
I see nothing but pure perfection on your
face,
For you are My Creation, My Reflection, and the
Harmony that fit's perfectly into
place.
WHILE YOU LAY THERE SLEEPING....
I sit here thinking about our day today.
Bouncing Balls, Running Races, Screams and
Calls with Smiling Faces.
"Come Daddy, Let's Play! " I heared you say..
and at that moment, i wished that every day could
be this way.
WHILE YOU LAY THERE SLEEPING....
You have reached the age of three..
tossing and turning in your sleep.
As your eyes began to open..starring at me,
still very sleepy, saying in a whisper..
" I Love You Daddy!", Then falling back to sleep,
For this is a moment frozen in time, that i will always
charish and keep.
WHILE YOU LAY THERE SLEEPING....
I thank God for blessing me with you..
My Son
My # 1 and My Best Friend until the
end.
For i am your father in every way...
My Prince, My Prescious...the face that lights up my faith...
and
The spirit that fills my heart
everyday.
WHILE YOU LAY THERE SLEEPING....
So continue to dream sweet dreams...While your
Smiling and Calling for me in your
dreams.
For this is my bedtime story for tonight, I love you my son,
let me turn off this light, but first..let me give you a kiss..and
wish you a goodnight...
The End!!!
.
Grandpa had so many folks and things he cared for;
God's Creation, his family, nation and very much more.
I sorta thought I was special to him, the apple of his eye,
Showering love on me of which he had and abundant supply!
One of his dear possessions in which he took special pride,
Was given to him by Grandma when he took her as his bride.
A handsome railroad pocket watch is was, a Waltham by name,
Exquisitely encased in gold with ornate etching 'round its frame.
Grandpa was always clad in a stylish suit and vest,
With an elegant gold chain and fob draped across his chest.
Asked the time, with a twinkle in his eye and practiced panache,
He'd produce his watch and tell you the time as quick as a flash!
His daily routine was ruled by the watch and it would never fail,
If his meals weren't on time, at Grandma he'd rail!
He'd look at his watch and say, "It's time for my afternoon nap,"
And he'd invite me to join him on his comforting lap!
Grandpa cherished that old watch - it was wound only by him,
But time passed on, he grew frail, his eyes grew dim.
He called me aside one day saying, "This watch is yours my lad.
Pass it to your son and tell him it's from his Great Grandad."
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Perfect in every way
Affection that has no evaluation
Rare love that is held by fathers every day
Eternity with my children, no need for salvation
Nothing said to disarm me or inhibit my say
Trust so strong, even if let down with an abrasion
Attribute to my life, from the time they set you to weigh
Lost times made up, for there will always be an occasion
Loving my Babies, my life further down the list
Optimistic knowledge you will always make me proud
Virtue, with out a uncertainty. Embracing the times missed
Execution of my duty. Nothing to big, for that I vowed.
Amazing Boy, cutely dressed. Endearingly funny Girl, hosting intently juice. Kind-hearted,
loving mother. Nothing obscures parental questions, regarding seriously tired underage
Villains wanting X-Men….Yawning!!!!!……..Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
* For A Rambling Poets Contest.
"Parental Love"
I’ve never known a sadness
As deep as the ocean floor
Crying rivers of sorrow
While pearls line the shore
Counting priceless gems
When no one cares to touch my soul
Is like using a silver spoon
To fill a six foot hole
Oh, that the horror of this knowledge
Would pass me by like a cloud full of rain
The moisture of my silent tears
Washing away my layers of splintered pain
Alas, I’m left upon my soggy pillow
Longing for sleep to take my eyes
Dreams contain my pleasures
And fantasies have become my secret demise
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-04-07
Note: I'm such a drama queen!!! I was in the depths of despair because, try as I might, I
could not change my husband's heart; he would not walk with me in my pursuit of Jesus and
wholiness, so I would become a divorced woman.