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Best Poems Written by Ronda Seymour

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Mom Is a Nurse

I know you’re tired and have done you’re part...... 
Now momma lay down, and ease your weary heart......
Scrubs are hung and shoes put away..... 
First time they’re still, in many a day.......
Now close your eyes and hear me say.....
I promise you mom, I’ll see you again some day.......
She is my mom and always a hero to me..... 
she is nurse and full of love...... 
She is YOUR angel sent from the good lord above.....

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Longing To See

The grief I carry is just so much
If only I could, your Face I’d touch
For you in heaven, I long to see
Today I can’t, that’s hard for me

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My Bucket of Years

For the passing of 2022
I picked the emotion of sadness
That one is my bucket of blue
It holds grief, sorrow, and madness 

A year of sadness a year of loss
And most certainly of grief 
It’s hard to believe another year pass
Seemed so long, yet so brief 

Each year I sit and I stare 
Sifting thru my buckets of life
It appears that the fullest one
Is my bucket made of strife 

Emotions differ quite a bit
As the years pass by
Some are happy and full of love
And some make me cry

To look at my past
Sometimes it’s not so kind
I must face it though
To ease my burdened mind

Some go in buckets of sorrow and pain
Some to hurt and some shame
Others belong in happy and free
One bucket stays empty.... it’s my serenity 

Viewing the year that comes to pass
And the new one coming thru
Which buckets you should fill each year
Is entirely up to you

The buckets a metaphor you see
A place to put and forever keep
The burdens of life for you and me
We give to her for eternity 

My bucket for serenity 
much smaller than the rest
To understand how and why
Is now my biggest quest

With each year that come to pass
It becomes a little more clear
While the others grow much larger
And serenity stays so mere

Serenity is peace 
of the mind  and of the heart
She can not harbor burdens 
Each bucket plays its part

Buckets before, I filled like a pro 
Retracing emotions of my past
Most of the other buckets, they overflow
Only one refuse to grow

For each of the years passed
It was burdens I  carried more
For my chance at peace and tranquility
It seems I shut the door

Just before passing of 2022
I stare at emotions from all the years passed 
Although so small it belongs to me
My bucket of serenity, at long last

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The Fall

The game a start
Crowd was cheering
Out on the field
First down was nearing 

Thought he was fast
Could rush past you
You wrapped him up
The last thing you knew

You stood up, 
Lights went out 
to the Ground you fell
No beat of your heart
could they find 
A parents living hell

For all of my living years
Never such silence I’ve heard
Everyone who saw
Quietly waiting on word

For you my dear Hamlin, 
The nation gathered around 
To feel close to you
thoughts and prayers abound 

For that fatal moment 
You may never recall
A nightmare for us
As we saw it all

I am a nurse, 
death not new to me
What a site to behold 
was watching your team
Not only yours 
but your rival you see
They all gathered around
An unspoken unity

For you  #3, 
we all had to worry
All praying for good news
Would come in a hurry

For I too 
was a player 
amongst teams
Much like you, 
blessed with my dream

Not many 
will ever know
That special bond 
And how it grows 

To die by the hands 
of what we love
No greater gift 
bestowed from above

Don’t misunderstand 
what I’m trying to say
He already knew the 2nd 
wasn’t your day

Just like the stars 
perfectly aligned
For you a miracle,
we all tried to find 

A team really mourning
And the whole nation too
No fussing no fighting 
The Updates were few

A nation United 
that’s something new
Damar Hamlin
it was all for you

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Staying On Everest

Atop Ole Everest 
mountaineers delight
Your souls she can take
In darkness of night 

Her vengeance and beauty
Are one in the same
With wildness in her
She’ll never be tame

Almost to summit
So close to her peak 
Climbing on north side
Your soul she seek

Her fury has gripped you
You know you may die 
You try to be fearless
But that’s just a lie

Now you test fate 
Push towards her summit
With fading of light 
The temperatures plummet 

Zone of death
Now you prepare
No breath can you catch
Way up in thin air

Up on her summit 
Can’t stay very long
For if you do
To her you’ll belong

When she makes her choice
And she chooses you 
With her wrath and her fury
Not much you can do

To live or to die
Your willing to chance 
Eternally tangled
Her deadly romance

Rainbow of colors 
Spread wide thru her valley
Now you lay there too
And add to her talley 

So before you leave
Hold your loved ones tight
For there is great chance 
She claims you that night 

If she is hungry 
For your soul that day
They’ll already know 
On her mountain you’ll stay

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Give-R Hell

In the year 1995
They strengthen up their frame 
It must be sturdy it must strong
To play her deadly game

In the year of 96
Their last year alive 
In month 5 on day 10
They struggle to survive 

Two write books Of that fatal Day
Writing down memories of fear and dismay 
Putting to words how mother earth shook
And speak of 8 souls that mountain took 

Story of the Texan
that mountain could not claim
His story now a legend
Weathers was his name
His fingers black, he had no sight, barely stand at all
What he fought on that mountain, 
his injuries seemed so small 

He made it home from the mountain of hell
To us one day , the story he’d tell
Off that mountain and out of her reach 
He calls for his wife, his sweet little Peach

Late on her peak, storms rolling in
Scott and Rob’s fate , it now sinks in
In worst of storms they climb from her peak 
Peace in death, now all they could seek

She caught his call, Rob’s final one
He hasn’t much time and nowhere to run
Sara the name for his daughter to be
Sweet precious girl he’d never see
 
Up near her peak, strength now gone
Admitting defeat and hope they are wrong 
It is too her fury they must now resign
A peaceful death given in very short time

Me myself, I’ll take a seat 
And think of ones that she still keeps
Before surrender or accepting defeat
They each gave’r hell From 30,000 Feet

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My Mistress

he is not human
like you and I
For she is my mistress 
I can not lie

I chance it all
To mount her peak
My mistress’s name
My wife now seek

I love her And need her
In my life you see
Caressing her ridges
To mount her I plea 

Her name you will know
Once I say it aloud
Her beauty a mystery
Cloaked in a shroud 

I know of the danger
My mistress does hold
mount her I must
Before I’m too old

If i am ugly
And don’t treat her right
She will claim more 
Than my marriage that night 

If I softly caress 
and treat her right
She’ll treat me so gentle
And mount her ......I might

If I show up
Full of anger and rage
She’ll keep me with her
She’ll build me a cage

If I get the chance 
To mount her one day
I’ll be firm but gentle 
That’s all I can say
 
If ever chance bestowed unto me
I’d pull out that old cliche 
It is not you, it’s all me
I have a mistress, what else can I say

To see my mistress
For years I did save
For glimpse of her beauty
Even textbooks rave 

I guess now it’s time
To tell you her name
My mistress is Everest
My love and my dame

I’ve mounted her peak
Now there’s things i must say
I  have to go home
With you i can’t stay 

I know my obsession to Mount you
Was short lived and too brief 
The cost and the distance
That’s our biggest thief 

Your peak that I mounted
Was the best of them all
Your mystique and your beauty 
In love I did fall

After mounting your peak
I stay for a moment so very small
For you my sweet mistress
My greatest quest of all

I pray she is quiet 
And she’s understanding
I  pray with her fury
She does not sing

Will she let me go 
with fading of day
Or is she so pissed 
I’ll eternally stay

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Differences

f this is your thought 
Or your belief 
My opinion nor conviction 
I shall not bequeath 

We are each made different 
His intention to be
Your thoughts,  my thoughts
Are different you see

To force my thoughts 
Or make you see
With thine own eyes
shall never be

So few words, such great meaning 
That age old saying still true
Agree to disagree
That’s all we need to do

Unity is comprised 
same thoughts or beliefs
Amongst comfort of many
It’s such a relief 

For this beautiful world
It could be so grande
Respect our differences 
United we’d stand 

Opinions are great 
Each have our belief 
Force ours onto others
Breeds resentment and grief

For my convictions 
I hold them strong 
If yours aren’t the same
Doesn’t mean we are wrong

Open your heart
Have open mind 
Do not force yours
I not force mine

Try it once
Its somewhere to start
Still are the lips
Full is the heart

Now we’ve learned 
One important lesson
For all who are near
A lasting impression 

I know and you know
What we should do
Agree to disagree 
My challenge to you

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Last Sniff

If Forever I can not stay with you
Don’t let me start
A journey so blue

If you’re gonna  keep me locked up all day 
Then leave me free now, 
I’ll find a way

If you can not speak to me 
without a yell
Then leave me in this lonely hell

If your hit is the only touch I feel 
Then leave me to my dreams, 
your soft touch feels so real

If you won’t feed and water me
Then pass me by 
and leave me be

If you can’t love me, 
if even so small
Then please don’t care for me at all

My favorite day, 
when you brought me home
You promised forever, with you I’d belong 

“He’s so old”, you said of me
But out here alone, 
I’d have never dreamed 

Sorrow and sadness 
are real for me
As I search for things familiar to see

I waited and waited 
looked all around
Until a sweet man picked me off the ground

I knew then, 
you would never come back
On that day, last day with my pack 

When you left me here, 
I could not see your  face
Only your back, as you ran like a race

I thought it was “chase” 
you wanted to play
Like when I was younger, we played it all day

I am much older, 
but my chase still ensued 
I tried for days, But could never catch you

When I finally fell, 
I’d traveled miles you see
For only with you, where I wanted to be

Now with a sadness, 
and truest of notion
My very last mile, full of emotion 

It was my love for you,
my eternal gift
And that’s what I felt , with my very last sniff