mindy55 Poetry (53)

Baby come along
come along with me
you make me so happy
dont you see
picking me up on a date
I dont ever want to be late
I tell all my friends
that your so great
Baby come along
come along with me
Please hold my hand
while we walk in the park
Because just being with you
between us I feel there is a spark
your scent drives my crazy
when you sit with me
oh who really cares what movie we see
Baby come along
come along with me
under the table lets rub together our feet
it dosent matter what restaurant
or what we eat
I stand on my tip toes
when you kiss me good night
and I love rubbing your nose
while your holding me tight
Baby come along
come along with me

As I walk upon the ground

you lay beneath but make no sound

with no shoes upon my feet

I think of our life we once had

visting your grave site

still makes me feel so sad

As the stars shine

upon you every night

I think about what

my life with out you

is now like

As I place a Flower

upon your grave

my thoughts of you

in my head will always be saved

As once again I must turn and leave,

Jerry my new life without you

is getting easyer but that

does not mean I dont still

miss you and I dont still grieve

Bye for now untill we meet again

you will aways be in my heart and my husband

and my best friend

As I walk upon the ground

you lay beneath but make no sound

I feel like my

grief is silent

there is no sound

that will come out,

now that your no

longer about,



I feel like my

grief is silent

as my feet shuttle

across the floor

I still can not believe Pat

I will not see you any more,



I feel like my

Grief is silent

as I go on about

my day,

but this does not mean

I miss you in any

different way,



I feel like my

grief is silent

the day is Dec. 4th

one month ago you

turn and walked away

why why did you not choose

to stay,



I feel like my

grief is silent

Thanksgiving over and

Christmas is about to begin,

yesterday I was out Christmas

shopping and I bought a

gift or two



I feel like my

grief is silent

inside my heart is breaking

just once more Pat

I would like to chat

with you,



I feel like my

grief is silent

the tears has stopped

coming out of my eye

but my whole body at night

I hear it scream and cry

and it says to God----

why, why?



I feel like

my grief is silent,,,,by charlotte Dec. 4th 2014

I stand here still

against my will

because Grief I am still in today

drowning in it still,

I can not left up my arms

to comb my hair

Grief is thick in the air,

But what do I care

I can see a light a head

as I fight not to get

back in bed,

God light I see

I am not blind

as I try to unwind

from my Grief,



I stand still

against my will

because Grief I am still into today

holding me against my will

I need to drink more water today

or try to eat food

God light I see

his love will feed me,

as I get down on my knees

Help me Lord please,

no phone calls please

I not in the mood today

just go away,



I stand still

against my will

because Grief I am still into today

holding me against my will

I will open up my Bible

and read the book of Mathews

with tears rolling down my cheek

help from God I do seek

his words help take me out

of my Grief time and put me

into a better state of mind,



As I stand still

against my will

because Grief I am still into today.

by charlotte 2014

Look at me
what do you see?
who am I
I am not sure
take a better look
I ask this of you
but do you know why?

Look at me
deep inside
not just my face
my heart I feel
seem to be in the
right place,

Look at me
lots of curly hair
on top of my head
my eyes wide open
and blue
can you tell by looking
what my life has been through?

Look at me
not the shape of my hips
or how small or big
is my breast
but by my kindness
to people at best,

Look at me
see there is a few wrinkles
on my face and hands
I don't like to look
it certainty was not
my plan,

Look at me
my feet long and narrow
today I painted my toe nails
painted blue
instead of red,
so do you think this is me
it still really not
or could it be,

Look at me
my Bible in hand
as I pray to the God
do you understand
is this me?
A Christian woman
come follow me to this land,

Look at me
some days a poet
but most days a daughter
who take care of her mother
a sister to my bother
a Aunt who was raised a farm girl
this is my world,

Look at me
what do you see?

On a September day as I sit
on my front porch
watching the yellow leaves
fall ever so fast
from an old black walnut tree
my daddy planted in the past,

On a September day as I sit
I think where did the summer go
it just did not seem to last
look at the hummingbird
stopped to take a sip or two
from my feeder
he know summer is about through,

On a September day as I sit
on my front porch
the hot sun feel so good
as it beat down upon my feet
I know soon I will have to move over
to let winter take my seat
I will miss picking fresh green beans
from my garden with a
tomato or two
I feel sad because
summer nearly through,

On a September day as I sit
on my front porch
frogs frogs I watch hop everywhere
who but me really cares
crickets have now arrived
as I love watching them jump
out side,
the bees are gathering there honey
and closing up there nest
soon the cool air will arrive
bees know what best,

On a September day as I sit
on my front porch
it not to late to go
out to a fair or fest
pick up a beautiful purple mum
to plant in my flower bed
I always remember God in control
just like my life
Happy Fall to you all
I think enough said.

I didn't think it was going to be like this
it been ten year's ago today
since my husband Jerry went away
so I write this poem
just for him

I didn't think it was going to be like this
I wake up and I think am I at home
but it not you but my mama
I hear talking on the phone
I think is this a dream
Jerry should be somewhere
around it seems

I didn't think it was going to be like this
it not my house as I sweep floors
it not my key that unlocks the house doors
again I think is this a dream
no Jerry gone what ever that means

I didn't think it would be like this
I sleep alone most ever night
Jerry not here to be the last
to turn out the lights
I am no longer called his wife

I didn't think it would be like this
I live now Ohio and not PA
I moved back to my dad and mom old home place
I drive his car and made new friends
but it all seem like a dream
in the end

I didn't think it would be like this
so this poem I write today
is to remember Jerry Newman in
a special way
I just wanted you to know babe
after your death ten years ago.

I didn't think it would be like this

some time ago
there was a old man
his name was Santa Claus
and he and his wife
was so sweet and kind,
with a white head of hair
and a curly gray beard
he sat day after day
rocking in his chair,
just to pass the time away
Santa loved children
and Miss Claus too,
Santa sat the day away
thinking what could he do
for Christmas
for all the boys and girls,
Miss Santa said
get out that old sleigh
and on Dec. 25th that very special day
when Christ was born
gather up some gifts
and give them away,
Wow what a thought
Ill call it toys for tots,
so Santa gathered up a few rain- deer
to get ready to take off
and spread some holiday cheer,
It made him think of baby
Jesus born in a barn
and his mother Mary lay him in hay
the wise men bought him gifts
it made Santa smile,
as he took off
grinning all the while,
that how I heard Christmas began
Santa just doing what the wise men
would do
bring toy to children around the world
also to spread the word about Christ
he died for our sin
thank you for reading my made up story,
it was all written for the little children
and to tell them about God and his
Glory,

once upon a time
on a cold and snow day
to my surprise when I
looked out my window way
a big snow man standing
and in my drive way
I peeked out my head
and I though now who put you there
the snow man had wrapped
around his neck a
bright red scarf
a carrot for a nose
a smile that some one spray painted on
I thought Wow who blessed me and
put this snow man by my lawn
the snow man arms was made out of branches
off of a tree
with a red Santa hat on top of his head
and a small sign hung around his neck
saying Merry Christmas friend
I thought oh what the heck
I cant wait to tell my family this story
about,,,,,,,,,
once up on a time
a big snow man appear in my drive way
holding a sign,

Cover my eyes
Cover my ears
tell me this is a lie
my mama getting older
it a lot on my shoulders
as I walk close by her side
her hair turn gray
but she still fun in lots of ways

Cover my eyes
Cover my ears
tell me this is a lie
her walk a little off
but her skin still feel so soft
and she still got that
sparkle in her eyes,

Cover my eyes
Cover my ears
tell me this is a lie
as I lay down and to sleep
I pray my mama
safe God will keep
as the years seem to go flying by,

Cover my eyes
Cover my ears
tell me this is a lie
that as I am growing older
I seem to be growing bolder
our mothers need us now
more than ever
so from her I don't want to hear
I am getting older my dear,

Cover my eyes
Cover my eyes
tell me this is a lie

Your love

Your the soul of my feet
You are the palms of my hands
You are the sight of my eyes
You are the tears that I weep

Your love
Your the beat in my heart
Your my thoughts in my head
You’re the strands of hair
When I comb it apart

Your love
You’re my tight fitting jeans
You’re my sexiest foot ball shirt iv ever seen
You’re the glow on my face
There no other man in my life
That could take your place

Your love
You are the wrinkle in my skin
You’re the dimple in my chin
You’re the whisper in my voice
When I need a hug
You’re my choice

Your love
You are my will to live
You are my thirst on a hot day
Your my support when I feel I need
To get down on my knees to pray
You are my choice always

Your love
I pray it will never end
Until death do us part
From beginning to the very end
Your love has come to me easy
Your love make it easy for me to return
So this valentine poem to you
I do send

Happy valentine day
Sign ---your love

I see you walking in to the light
little childern
nice to meet you
Iam God and I am going
to be part of your new life
it ok dont be afraid
I am the man your church told you about
who raised up from the grave
pick a cloud and sit a spell
because each of you
I know very well

I see you walking in to the light
you do know, you will always be young
and never grow old
did your parents read to you the bible
it the best story ever told

I see you walking in to the light
I know you hate to leave your
family and friends
but when you was born
I knew the months and time
your life would end

I see you walking in to the light
I know it does not seem fair
but each person on the earth
if they follow me
they will come join me in heaven
dont they see

I see you walking in to the light
I know your parents wanted to see
you grow up and marry and have
babys ,and just have a good life
do you feel my love all around you
since you passed over
your life has not ended but it now all new
Iam Jesus and I have been waiting
for you

I see you walking in to the light
you will never again feel no pain
no sorrow, or any harm will come
to you again
when I return to earth again
you dont hav't to worry
you will already be sitting at my feet
only the sinners left behind will they weep

I see you waking in to the light
please family and friends
dont grieve for the little childern
for some some day you will
join them in the end
this poem for you all\
do I send

PS THIS WAS WRITTEN TO REMEMBER THE CHILDERN KILLED IN CT