As a partying preteen I had this dream,
As to what my girl might be like,
Will she be wild, will she like to scream?
Will she like taking the bus or like to go hike?
Growing up quickly would our Love last?
Would we be running on a mental bike?
We aged, Loved, Fought and Lived many of life's issues,
I've added all of my own,
Have our Crys and sets of Tissues,
But we Both Feel Pains down To the Bone!
With all its bells and whistles,
I couldn't make it, You really did, God's Love Shown.
The day you told Me You had a Family Not Grown.
Still stumbling through the thistles!
With Gods Good Scoops also Born,
Each add to our Love of Family Life,
Sunny days in between Life's Storms,
We're Just a tiny piece called Humanity,
Not always part of Life's Norms?
And I'm Guessing that Sounds a lot like - InSanity?
Then You're the Space in Between My In - Sanity, But Not by a Cause, Not by a Reason, Not by My Vanity,
But My Reason To Live Through This Humanity!
Happy Belated Valelintines Day? missed it again Doa!
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| Writing Prompt |
Poem, any style, expressing gratitude for one who made a difference in your life. |
Author Notes
I know we went to eat in there somewhere, and I'm sticking to that.
2/28/2019
By, George Martinez
Contest Entry submission
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