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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
It was early in the morning
Around 9 or 10
When my mom came home
Accompanied by men
It was the look in her eyes
That confirmed my worst fears
And when my stepdad arrived
I still held my tears
He's gone, I know it
They didn't have to say
All I had to ask was
In what way?
Gassed himself...
I was instantly sad
Alone with his thoughts
And I wasn't even there to hold his hand
Why?... was the question
I kept asking myself
Wasn't I enough
To keep this man in good health
He was more than a man,
He was a hero to me
My father was so special
I just wish he could see
Copyright © Dalene Deale | Year Posted 2017
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
Grandpa
Dalene Deale
The heavens rejoiced and our family cried
This morning when my grandfather died
But as these tears roll down my face
Dear Lord, I pray for your comforting embrace
Take my family by the hand
And reassure them he’s gone to the Promised Land
A stronger rock, I have not known
It’s through his love that our family has grown
Closer to God in every way
And I know God is proud of him today
I know the Father opened his arms
And welcomed home one of His beloved sons
And as difficult as for us it might be
We give thanks for his time given to us by Thee.
Copyright © Dalene Deale | Year Posted 2017
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
A Sad Goodbye
(Vir Tannie Charmaine)
By Dalene Deale-Rowe
Gone too soon
And we weren’t ready to say goodbye
Our hearts will be heavy
And our souls will cry
There are many things
I’ll remember about Aunty Charmaine
She had sad eyes
that always carried a bit of pain
But a naughty little giggle
and very infectious laugh
Always ready with a coffee
and a little bit of toast
For when we partied a bit hard
Which was probably more often than most
At home she’ll wait
While we all stayed out a bit late
Reminding us the next morning
That we created out own fate
She was a mom to many
And always welcomed us back
Regardless of how long
We had lost contact
I hadn’t seen her for a while
But I will always remember her face
And in many people’s hearts
She will always have her place.
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
Angel Gone Home Ouma Sannie
By Dalene Deale-Rowe
A beautiful soul has gone to heaven today
The earth could not be the same way.
Soft and humble with lots of love to share
In everything she touched you could feel her care
Never a bad word I ever heard her speak
Only love and grace, the definition of meek.
There's lots we'll miss and our hearts are sore
But we'll see u in heaven, in our hearts forever more.
With love, From Dinky
I wanted you to hear this before you went home
Because it is written from the soul
Not to fall on ears that don't hear
or a heart that can't feel.
But to be soaked up by a soul enriched by love.
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
Two Special Men
By Dalene Deale-Rowe
I think of you both, so very often
And pray each year that the longing will soften
I wish I could say my memories stay clear
But unlike the pain, they fade a little each year.
Two such important souls born years apart but same month, same day
Two different family lines, but so pivotal in my existence today
Oupa, you loved us and taught us a lot
Always teaching with laughter or love, what's right and what's not.
Pappie, many poems I have written, but no words are enough
All I can say is, life without you is more than tough.
Not a special moment goes by without me wishing you were here,
Especially when I need your advice to steer me clear.
I believe you are both in Heaven watching over us in some way,
So I wanted to send my heart up a day early, to say Happy Birthday!
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
Morbid Curiosity
By Dalene Deale-Rowe
Here’s a morbid thought,
But I thought it all the same
If I had died yesterday,
Who to my funeral would have came
Ironically the thought was sparked
By an episode of friends
Which brought to life curiosity
About presence when life ends
Do we get to see
And do we even care
For how do we truly know
With whom true friendship we share
I hope I leave a mark
On every person I touch
Who really knows
The measure of how much
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
Being Responsible
Dalene Deale
A life without sorrow, I don’t want to know
For how then in life, will you ever grow?
Decisions are hard to make
Which is why SOMETIMES it’s better, your time to take.
Being impulsive is all good and well
It always assures you good stories to tell
But stability is something we all work to
And usually this requires, things to be thought through.
Be careful, that with life, you don’t become bored
This could leave you with unused enthusiasm stored
Which later in life, to you might become a burden
Ask me, for this is something I know for certain.
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
Christopher, my boy
by Dalene Deale-Rowe
No man or boy could ever steal a heart like you do
Those big brown eyes and that cunning smiling that you so often flash at me
Followed by ‘Mommy I love you, can I give you a last huggee?’
Active and boyish, you certainly are, but filling my heart with love… you do not fail
Like a climbing wall, or a mountain on the horizon, my love you scale.
Higher and higher, with nothing but love and energy to motivate you.
Your existence is what completes our home.
Thank you for being the amazingly loving monkey that you are
And always keep shining that beautiful little star.
I thank the Lord for letting me be your mommy who can call you mine
And hopefully you will point at me and say with pride ‘she raised me right’
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
Alexis
by Dalene Rowe
Imagine looking into the eyes of a stranger for the first time and losing your soul
It’s a feeling that shakes your perception of existence as whole
The first day I felt you move, I knew that God was not a myth or parable, but a fact
It was like feeling your thoughts, ideas and imagination pulled into tact
I wish I could bottle the feeling that goes with hearing your voice for the first time
Incoherent, no words, just a cry…a beautiful sound,
Complete with the knowledge that you are amazingly mine.
I know, I know…just borrowed from above.
But dear Heavens, were you sent with love.
So often I stare in your beautiful face,
Your one dimpled smile and then feeling your loving embrace…
You made me proud from the day I knew you were on your way
And you still do, every single day.
Love you big much babygirl.
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Dalene Deale-Rowe Poem
Missing you
By Dalene Deale-Rowe
24 years in heaven, is where you live
How I wish it possible, a hug to give
Torn out my chest, my heart has been
For memories is the only place, your face can be seen
To leave this life, was what you chose
Defeated by hurt and physical woes
Forever in my soul, your spirit is carved
But from your wisdom and love, I am physically starved
I wish...just one more time, your hand I could hold
And hear of when I was little, as stories you told
You were and always will, my father be
And one day in heaven, your face I’ll see.
Miss you more than you know Pappie
Copyright © Dalene Deale | Year Posted 2017
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