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Tina Lasley Poem
THE MATRIARCH
(In Memory of Eva Vescovi Dixon 1910-2010)
by Tina (Vescovi) Lasley
She was a Sister, Mother, Aunt and Friend
Someone on whom you could always depend
She was Counselor, Advisor, and Mentor to all
There to pick us up if we should fall
She was persistent, tenacious and so strong willed
Not one to be stopped or one to be stilled
She was ahead of her time in so many ways
Working on war planes in her early days
Owning a restaurant and a Florist too
When it was an uncommon thing for Women to do
Arranging flowers each and every day
Making sprays and bouquets to earn her way
Raising two Sons all on her own
Without self help books and how to be shown
Working long hours, six days a week
No time for vacations or much rest to seek
She made time for us all, to sit and chat
Telling stories from the past about this and that
She remembered all the names in the photo book
When we would ask as we took a look
Her homemade ravioli’s were the best around
Her sweet potato pie could always be found
Family recipes passed one to another
Learned from the great Italian Mother
She kept regular hair appointments, clear to the end
Her “Beauty Operator”, more Family than Friend
She was loved by her neighbors and all that she knew
Long standing friendships through the years that grew
Each year, her garden she’d tend
Sharing her bounty with Family and Friend
There wasn’t a plant she couldn’t revive
Even when you thought it would never survive
She tried to retire at age 75
But missed being around people and feeling alive
Back to work she went for 17 more years
Working part time at a Florist that happened to be near
She retired a 2nd time at age 92
Finding ways to keep busy with things to do
She befriended two robins that followed her around
Moving from window to window, until she could be found
Grandmother, Great Grandmother, to such a big brood
Her hugs and kisses sure to lift your mood
She will always be remembered at the door waving goodbye
Trying hard to smile with a tear in her eye
She saw so much in her 100 years
Even outlived all of her peers
But the good Lord said, “Eva, it’s time to go”
Heaven is waiting on you to show.
Copyright © Tina Lasley | Year Posted 2010
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Tina Lasley Poem
ONE GOOD MAN
by Tina Lasley
You breathed into my life like a whisper
So soft, and gentle, with such ease
Your kisses rocked my world
and brought me to my knees
A voice ever so soothing
A demeanor so easily calm
Your sexy voice singing
Is like a wonderful sweet balm
No need to fill the silence with chatter
We can sit in each other’s presence with ease
You holding my hand
Me wanting to please
Comfort, Protection and Safety
Are found within your arms
Where nothing can penetrate the surface
Therefore, bring no harm
Bigger than life, a gentle soul
A kindred spirit with a heart of gold
Such a wondrous Man
If truth be told
You set the standard
For all other men
Don't know that there’ll be another
That will measure up again
Copyright © Tina Lasley | Year Posted 2010
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Tina Lasley Poem
Internet Dating
by Tina Lasley
Online profiles, IM’s and chats
This new way of dating
What’s up with that?
Sitting behind our computer screens
Writing our profiles
For all to be seen
Exchanging emails, flirts and winks
To online strangers
To see what they think
Checking out each profile’s stats
Looking for others
Who are most like that
Preferences, interests & other things
Constantly searching
To see what it brings
Long Term, Short Term or just Friends
Who’s looking for what?
It all depends
Have kids, want kids, go to church?
Smoker, drinker?
So much to search
Average, slender, athletic or plus
Is it a deal breaker
Or worth the fuss
What is your job?
How much do you earn?
Is it a priority or minor concern
Single, Widowed, Separated, Divorced
So many options
To be enforced
Long gone… are the days of old
When you Courted someone
Letting things slowly unfold
We are now reduced to online meetings
Left checking the inbox
For our daily greetings
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THOUGHTS OF A CHILD
by Tina Lasley
I remember being a child
So innocent and carefree
Imagining myself grown up
Wondering what I would be
What would I look like
What kind of car would I drive
Would I be a Mom
Or a career would I strive
Would I meet Prince Charming
Live happily ever after
Would I have a happy life
Filled with lots of laughter
What kind of house would I live in
Would it be big or small
Would money be sufficient
Or would I have not much at all
Sitting in the shade
Or enjoying the afternoon sun
My mind was always thinking
As the other kids would play and run
I never once imagined
How things really turned out to be
Oh, to be a child again
So innocent and carefree
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HARD TIMES
by Tina M Lasley
Paralyzed with fear
The debts, they keep on mounting
Sitting all alone
On no one I am counting
Head of the Household
It’s all on my shoulder
The weight of the world
On my back like a boulder
How much can one person take
Handling it all alone
Is there any help in sight
An act of kindness to be shown
An emotional meltdown
I could not contain
The floodgates have opened
Such a heavy rain
So much despair
For just one soul
Wearing me down
Taking its toll
Who do I ask
Where do I turn
So overwhelmed
Serenity I yearn
My mind is racing
I’m so full of worry
Where is the help
Need it to hurry
Where is God
Does he hear my plea
I need His help
A blessing bestowed upon me
Be still my mind
Doubts don’t come round
Inner peace I seek
And will be found
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What I Need To Hear
by Tina Lasley
I need to hear the voice of god
I need to feel Your presence
Assure me that you hear my prayers
As I sit with you in reverence
I need to hear all will be well
Well within my soul
That the cross is not too great to bear
And I'll emerge restored and whole
I need to hear You'll mold me
Each and every day
For you are the Potter
And I am the clay
I need to hear You're there for me
That when I call you'll come
To free me from the worry
And the feeling of being numb
I need to hear You're with me
Walking by my side
An omnipresent God
Always there to guide
Copyright © Tina Lasley | Year Posted 2010
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Tina Lasley Poem
He Needed More Than One
by Tina M Lasley
She cried herself to sleep that night
for it wasn't meant to be
He needed more than one you see
perhaps two or three.
He was all that she had wanted
exciting and so carefree
But one was just to ordinary
For he needed more to be.
As his new loves came along
he let each one go by
And one day he may ask himself
Why, oh why, did I?
The great Loves he missed
the ones not meant to be
See, he needed more than one
perhaps two or three.
Copyright © Tina Lasley | Year Posted 2010
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