Biographical Poetry posted July 25, 2009 |
This is my autobiography in rhyme
My Life in Rhyme
by dragonpoet
My Life In Rhyme
I was born in Illinois in March's middle A Gerberlike babe, one not so little In two more years I had a new sister and brother Making five kids for my father and mother In St. Collette's bells rang and candle burned In this castle church my first prayers I learned I did not talk until I was three For all I pointed at was given to me Public school held my kindergarten classes At their end I got my first pair of glasses When I was six a move to Ohio was fixed Where with new Sears workers Dad intermixed Here we got our first pet Sugarfoot When on our back porch her butt she did put In grades one and two I went to Catholic school Where making Sister Gertrude mad wasn't cool Luckily I had Sister Charles Ann And Ms. DeFrench, a parish laywoman After grade two back to Illinois we went Back to public school I was sent. Third through sixth grade went just fine But I found talent for violin wasn't mine In seventh grade a cheerleader I would be But this did not set my social life free For a girl on the squad found me easy to tease For the next six years she gave me no ease She and her band of female thugs Enjoyed giving my emotions many tugs Before high school my knowledge of death started When from this world my grandfather parted In high school, I was the perfect student Never tardy, always with time prudent I was an athlete from first year until last To being an average gymnast I held fast Being teased made be extremely shy I was afraid of almost every guy I had little luck on my five dates Thought being always alone would be my fate But, in college, it didn't turn out to be true Though I didn't know how to act; what to do By the end of sophomore year many tears I cried For my three other grandparents also died And I had also lost my first boyfriend The relationship had only one end My junior year I became a frat little sister Here I met my forever mister At first we just had lots of fun Then I realized we would become one Three years after college on the first of June Our first dance was to a Buddy Holly tune My brother took me down the aisle For by then Dad had been gone awhile Three years earlier from cancer he did succumb Twenty-three years later it's what my mom died from In the beginning we paid off college debt With money from jobs we could get As our income and family grew We move from old flat to house somewhat new We now have been married twenty-three years Lived through many hopes and fears Had two children, worried when they were sick Hoping the right way in life they would pick Praying we gave them the right lead Giving them the knowledge they need Taking trips with four person family group Visiting the McLean and Pechter troops Kimberly in college, she will soon leave the house Taylor, his night light he just did douse Now beginning my crisis of midlife Wonder how much longer I'll be mother and wife I try to make my body firmer and stronger So I can last maybe thirty years longer Hoping when my life reaches its end At graveside and above I'll see many a friend dragonpoet |
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