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I was raised on a little old farm

I was raised on a little old farm

by my daddy who raised pigs in a barn

my mama  well what can I say

she helped my daddy on our farm everyday.

I have two sister and two brothers

we tried to always help out one other

it was just a simple life when I was raised in the 50s.

I was raised on a little old farm

we plowed our corn fields with our old gray tractor.

because our pigs had to be feed

we shucked off lots of corn 

 to put way in old corn  shed.

As hard as my daddy worked everyday

mama and him taught us good

values that still stays with all of this

to this day.

I was raised on a little old farm

my daddy worked as a Iron worker in the day

but on some days after daddy got home 

he worked and added rooms to our old home.

Money was tight while raising 5 kids

but mama always seem to keep us all fed.
 
But we knew everyday mama and daddy loved us even if the 

words[ I love you] was not offen said.

I was raised on a little old farm

in the winter we took time to ice skate

in the back field  on a swampy like pond.

it was great living on a long dirt road

with our neighbors the Boggs who had 
 
seven children of there own.

I was raised on a little old farm

and I am going to try to tell daddy story's

about or farm life to each grandchild in the

family that is born.

I hope you enjoyed this poem

because soon we well be selling 

our childhood home.

I was raised on a little old farm.

2015 by charlotte


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Life is like a maypole

Life is you and me

holding hands

while the earth go's around 

each of us you see.

life is like a maypole

if we are strong at heart

with family or friends

we always stick together 

until the very end.

life is like a maypole

a simple smile will do

to get each of us through.

life is you and me

no matter what your problem is

don't let go,

just go with God flow-- because

life is like a maypole

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Don't judge me

Don't judge me

by the credit card I carry

or my choice of fruit I 

eat like blackberry's.

Don't judge me

by the car I drive

or how many pictures I take

for god sakes .

Don't judge me

for the clothes I wear

or if I cry to much

and if I don't keep in touch.

Don't judge me

for the bright eye glasses

I choose to wear

or my painted black toe nails

because at the end of the day

I just don't care.

Don't judge me 

because I love the Lord

and attend church

and you say I talk to much

just leave me alone

I am in my own home.

Don't judge me

how I bite my nails or

sniff my nose

because your not me

so walk away please.

Don't judge me

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I need to tell you

I need to tell you

my story

it about my life

how I was some one wife.

I need to tell you

my story

how my husband many 

years ago died

and It was upsetting and I cried 

I need to tell you

my story

how I left my home in PA.

and it really hurt to move away.

I need to tell you

my story 

how I became a care taker

of my mother none other.

I need to tell you

my story

about my second life

that I take a lot of pride.

I need to tell you

my story

how I watched my mom suffer

but still had to make time to 

make her supper.

I need to tell you 

my story

how sometimes I felt powerless

but just a simple kiss

gave me strength from my mothers lips.

I need to tell you

my story

about my life

how in 30 year's  time I went from

being some man wife

to being a care taker to my mother

how does this happen?

I just needed to tell you

my story.

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A Easter Tail,,,,, 2015


once upon a time 

on Easter Eve 

while it was not just dark yet 

I saw something out my front window 

at the corner of my eye 

to my surprise 

it was a big fluffy white Easter bunny 

hopping up my long drive. 

oh wow" I said "

as I watched 5 baby bunny's 

hopping  way a head 

placing different colored eggs 

here and there 

in my front yard. 

As I smiled to my self 

and thought if I could take a picture 

because no one will believe me ,

that the Easter bunny here sitting under 

my big black walnut tree. 

it was not long before all 6 of the bunny's 

was gone 

in a blink of a eye 

but to my surprised 

The bigger fluffy white bunny placed a 

tall cross in front my yard. 

Once upon a time 

people started telling children a 

Easter story of all time 

but it was really about God as the Bible 

said 

Jesus rose for our sins 

even though people thought he had dead. 

At that cross I fell on my knees that the 

bunny left for me ,

I weep' and asked God to forgive my sins 

as more tears rolled down and fell 

off my chin. 

See what God can do? 

God always there for all of us 

but in him you must put your trust. 

So I hope you enjoyed this Easter time tail

because I am not sure I told it very well? lol

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This sweet, sweet land

I hold you in my hand

this sweet, sweet land

I breath in the fresh air

with out thinking and who

out there really cares.

My sweet, sweet land.

I smell the sharp scents

from a lilac bush

sitting close by my bench.

I love to take walk in the woods

it the only place I feel most  understood.

I fish from your waters in a near by river

as if the fish knew that I would.

I hold you in my hands

this sweet, sweet land

as I rub this black dirt between my hands

this feeling is better than the love of a man.

I watch the birds nesting in  the tallest trees

on this earth that God left you and me.

it fill me up to no end ,

this sweet, sweet land

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My cyber family

To my cyber family

when I am feeling alone

and no one to call on my phone

I pop open my lap top

because I know there 

someone always  waiting for me,

I do declare.

 

To my cyber family

some days you touch my heart

other days some of your statements

about politics , or who on twitter

or join me on facebook.

It does not really matter,

because I just know on the other end

there is always someone for

me to chatter.

 

To my cyber family

to me your like a hallmark card

that I can not wait to open.

it could be on my poetry site

or maybe I will find a song on ytube

that seems  to be talking about my life.

 

To my cyber family

spending time with you

could be better than a mate

I would much prefer to stay

home with you than

going out on boring date.

 

To my cyber family

I do not know how 

but you became my long lost family

even  though we are a screen apart.

while I can not smell or touch you,

your all ways there for me

when I am happy or feel blue.

 

To my cyber family

I must go now and click off 

the screen .

I had fun today but tomorrow I

will be back

because in some strange way

you make my feel special

when no one  else can.

Oh yea I forgot that all in

my cyber family plan. 

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Alzheimers

Alzheimers---A poem written for my mother


She see's her shadow on the wall 
but she knows not who this 
person is at all 
at times she does not know her name 
as she thinks ,am I going insane? 
for now her life seem so strange 
but she thinks tomorrow other day 
maybe she will wake up and 
know the right way 
her world now seems up side down 
sometimes she can't remember 
her family or her town 
the 2014 calendar she hung up new
but she still think she is
living in 1942 
But that can't be right she 83 
so see how mixed up she is to 
you and me, 
again she see's her shadow on the wall 
but she still don't know this person at all 
the test says it Alzhheimers
the doctor calls it this name 
but I think it just something 
taking away my mom brain 
God please take hold of my mom hand 
she getting older and starting 
to walk in a different kind of land 
So guide her when she 
don't know her self 
for here on earth her body only a shell 
because when she go to heaven 
you'll know my mama 
very well

Copyright © SHARLOTTE NEWAN | Year Posted 2014

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There was a time

There was a time 
I woke up and decided 
to have a cup of coffee 
just to unwind 
I made some toast 
with a dippy egg 
but in my mind 
a dounut would speed up the 
relaxing time 
mmmm if only I could 
but I know doctor Oz 
says for us it not good 
maybe this coffee will work 
or should I have Tea instead 
Oh Doctor Oz what should I do 
listen to your heart 
Oz says 
sweets are no good for you 
oh ok what ever you say 
any ways no matter what 
Doctor Oz says 
I am going to do it my way. 
so I popped open the box
and picked out a jelly one
I thought oh 
Doctor Oz said no no son
but it tasted so good
as I swallowed it down,
now a cup of coffee will do
Doctor OZ now
shew

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My pet

Once upon a time
There was this dog
Of mind
He walked around so
Proud because he wore
A top hat most of the time.
He looked kind a shaggy 
With all white long curly hair
And it made people turn
There heads.
To see the dog with a hat
On his head. 
So I named him Fred
You heard what I said.
He had a twinkle in his eye
To think of him
Make me want to cry.
One day in a hurry he ran
Out of the house.
I yelled Fred here boy,
You forgot your hat.
But just about that time
I heard a splat.
Sadly that was that.
Once upon a time
There was this dog Of mind
He wore a top hat
And he sure was proud
Of that.

Copyright © SHARLOTTE NEWAN | Year Posted 2015

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