Page Three of Requested Poetry
It let us grow then grow apart
It dimmed the memory
Of sisters, who had shared a love
That most will never see
That love still lives within my heart
I’m sure it lives in you
But we, who hardly ever speak
Our moments are too few
To spend some time together now
That’s time we never take
I miss your smile, your face, your touch
So much my heart could break
So here’s a few well chosen words
To bring a smile or tear
And say how much you mean to me
I love you, sister, dear.
Perhaps you think his cruel hands can render a caress
Instead of tears and bruises, as his way of showing love
To me you are a treasure and I pray for nothing less
Than living life with you alone but I would never shove
You into a relationship though what we share is rare
For soul-mates which we have become is seldom ever seen
I offer you an exit from a life of grim despair
The entire world which I possess, please come and be my queen
If thoughts had wings, I’d fly to you
To end this loneliness
Fly to your arms and soft caress
Fly to your warm sweet kiss
But time and thoughts are like a wish
One makes when love’s not near
Just want to let you know how much
I miss and love you dear
All gathering dust by the side of time’s road
Faint memories of their great treasure now fade
But there is one thing some can lose that is rare
Which can not be bought, it can only be made
Once made, it survives throughout all of our life
That most precious thing is a friend, strong and sure
For distance and time have no meaning, in fact
The days and the years melt away, friends endure
That friendship we shared, and still have, I confess
Was squandered by me, I was not always there
But now, I must plead for your friendship again
I‘ve learned that true friends must be treated with care
This gift we were given, I’d love to renew
For now I believe its real worth, please; do you?
Where the salty tears of grief rain down upon that hallowed land
And pain of loved ones passing cast a cloud on every face
Take me to a place, familiar, far above mans misery
Where the simple joy of nature washed souls clean and healed the heart
Let majestic mountains tower o’er my head eternally
Add my laughter to the chuckling stream where mighty rivers start
Let me rest beneath the aspens in their golden autumn gowns
Peacefully, let winter snows engulf me in their pristine shrouds
And each time you come together to this place where peace abounds
I shall always be here with you at my new home in the clouds
The Thank You:
I want to thank you so much for the two great poems you wrote for my family and me. What a nice service your doing for people who cannot write; like me! I’m sorry to hear about your loss of your Mother and brother. Life just seems so unfair... Good luck and thank you… Sincerely, Kimberly Pine
All arrangements would be made
Photos tastefully displayed
And sufficient Kleenex for us all to use
As we gathered in that place
Worries lined the preacher’s face
So we asked him what was wrong, was it bad news
He confessed, “I’m in a lurch”!
For we need a bigger church
Either that or add another hundred pews
People standing everywhere
There is not an inch to spare
And they’re lined outside the church in mile long queues
And the flowers, he did add
Were so many, it was sad
More were coming every minute, we should choose
From the thousands of bouquets
Which one goes and which one stays
I will even hire a truck that you can use
He was right, there were a lot
And he’d put us on the spot
How to pick what stayed from half a million hues
Our dear sister, all did love
And I’m sure, from up above
She observed our quandary, and it did amuse
I heard that familiar sound
Bigger, Better, All around
For her laughter, all of Heaven did infuse
His guiding hand helped me mature, but gave no tenderness
Like Mom’s could give when comforting a frightened little girl
And love was there, I know it, but without a Mom’s caress
To teach me how to brush my hair, or how to wash and curl
Each time you were not there, resentments built within my heart
For there was never anyone around to do Mom things
Dad had no way of knowing of the wisdom Mom’s impart
From their experience in growing up and what life brings
I know you loved me Mother, and I wanted you to know
I love you too, I always will; old scars will slowly heal
You gave me life through all your pain, but never watched me grow
I can’t forget, but I forgive the way you made me feel
Larry,
Thank you so much! You somehow said exactly what I have wanted to say for a long time! My Mother is very dear to me but she really hurt my brother and I so much! She will never know! I really appreciate that you took the time to listen to me and on what little I told you, you spoke straight from my heart! Thank You so much, I just can’t thank you enough! You must be an Angel sent from above to have a talent like that! The poem was Awesome! Thanks, from the bottom of my heart! KIM
To start again, perhaps continue down a road, long lost
Where memories fill hearts with what our old mistakes have cost
First love, first kiss, first “I love you”, returned with your sweet face
But I, with thoughtless words, did anger and your smile replace
With unintended pain; I’m sorry for the things I said
To lose you one more time is now the greatest thing I dread
A second chance in life is rare to rekindle old fires
Forgive and let me be the one to fan your hearts desires
I’ve never thought I had a chance for love to reappear
And only want to show how much I care and love you dear
And handle all the hardships that a single mother sees
When trying to get by and raise a daughter of her own
Each day, a trial in her young life; no rest and little ease
Each year was spent in caring for her daughter, all alone
Some times were bad but most were good and through fates strange design
From child with babe, there grew a Mother, strong and self assured
And daughter, who believes there is no Mom as good as mine
I love you all the more for everything which you endured
My joy could fill an ocean as I say to you with pride
May you and Charlie share a love and life of sweetest bliss
For you deserve the very best two decades have denied
And may the journey down love’s road start with your wedding kiss
Through pain and joy, you are there, inspiring me to climb
To heights unknown to me before you came into my life
For with that inspiration I am able to aspire
To greatness, though none greater than to have you for a wife
And this I promise, none shall harm you when I’m at your side
Your path through life I’ll guard with word and deed, as yet unseen
And all the memories of life, each moment which we share
Are kept within your servant’s soul, kept safe for you, my queen
For all of life is but a blink within Fate’s darkened eyes
A momentary picture of our time ‘fore death’s hard grin
Look to the future, yet untold, from unremembered past
As demons slobber in the dark, deciding whom to choose.
From babe’s first cry to old crone’s rasp, each breath could be their last
But living life as though I’m dead is an escapist’s ruse
Though not afraid of death we cringe each day, afraid to live
Afraid to face the world in which we trudge through misery
So gather ‘round us shrouds from crypts; we conjure how to give
Our meaningless existence something more than we can see
The path to our nirvana, endless sleep, and nothing more
Perhaps it isn’t us but weary spirit deep inside
That’s given up before the flesh lies rotting at grave’s door
And somewhere, mothers weep for one more life that’s been denied.
I’ve treasured every moment spent with you
And you are more important than you know
Because of all the things that we’ve been through
Each day, you make our love and friendship grow
And if the love you seek takes you away
To ecstasy and caring without end
Please keep this in your heart of hearts each day
I’ll always be your best and dearest friend
When we are dust, the land remains
Freed from the lustful thief
Each thoughtless scar upon Earth’s face
In time shall heal, like new
And we, who love this earth, shall know
Great Spirit’s words were true
Through history’s worst genocide
The “Three Fires” people stand
With tear filled eyes and heavy hearts
Watched those with heavy hand
Try to possess what was not theirs
Turn sweetest streams to brine
Lay stony ribbons on green grass
Deface our every shrine
But as the wolf and bear have learned
Take heed from eagle’s flight
The Ghost Men are just visitors
Soon swallowed by the night
I guess he knew, he always knew exactly how I felt
Each day he lifted me with words of wisdom and a smile
But as I laid upon my bed, wept silent tears of grief
I prayed that I could find relief from pain and sleep a while
That night I dreamed a dream about that dear one who was lost
Though life was spent ere blush of youth had vanished from his face
Yet here he was before me with “that” smile upon his lips
And I, surprised by all of this, asked “Ted, what is this place?”
“Dear Cindy, this is Heaven. It’s where fondest dreams come true.
Where problems waft away and pain’s a distant memory
Come, ride with me a while; and let me show you what I’ve done
Hop in my new Camaro, there are lots of things to see.”
We drove through fields of flowers to a place beside a stream
Surrounded by rose gardens was a house of stone and wood
“We’re here, Ted whispered, come inside, for this is my new home.
There’s even room for Coco, oh, I hope he understood.”
Confused, I asked him, “Ted, I thought that Heaven’s not like this;
It’s golden roads and pearly gates and castles in the air.”
“It is, if that is what you want and wish for all your life
But I’d much rather be engulfed in beauty in God’s care
My life, though short, was spent in helping others find a way
To see the beauty of creation, gifts from God’s on hand
I tried to live each wondrous day as though it was my last
Give joy and hope where needed, was that not His first command
To love and help each other as He loved us, without fail
To live the life we’re given to its fullest, as we share
Our hopes and dreams aren’t lost with death, they bloom eternally
And Cindy, though you didn’t say the words, I know, you care.
Awakened, in the dark, ‘twas just a dream but now I see
Ted’s setting on his porch, in Heaven, smiling down at me.
The Thank You:
Dearest Larry, Thank you so very much for this poem you have written for Ted and I. I love it and it's one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read. I am leaving town this evening to attend his visitation and then his funeral on Friday and I shall read it there on Friday morning. Again, Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. Also, I wanted to let you know that I felt the poems about your wife were the most beautiful poems you have written, I see the true love in them, I do recognize true love when I see it because I have found it as well. Take care new friend.
Sincerely, Cindy
Expressing my emotions in mere words is not enough
Perhaps the Gods will smile on me before love’s signs subside
And let you see the starry eyes and hear the thunderous heart
So I can live in bliss forever when I am your bride
Know this, Sonui, there is nowhere else I’d rather be
Than by your side, to live in happiness eternally
The friendship, which you share, I must admire
It seems friendship and love was always there
So now, I say upon your golden year
I‘ve learned from you, that friends are kept with care
With friends, comes pleasure of a loving life
Together you have shared great memories
Time’s test was passed with your enduring love
May this year be the best one ever sees
This is an answer for a request for information about Quince Anos from the Belize’s Office of Tourism. Hi Larry, It sounds like you're asking about a Spanish custom called the Quince Anos (translation = 15 years.) This custom is still practiced in Spain and I believe all Spanish-speaking countries. It is celebrated with a Mass where the girl, who is 15, dresses almost like a bride and has damas and caballeros (ladies in waiting and gentlemen) who accompany her up the aisle - again like a wedding...and then there is a party afterwards – of course elegant like a wedding as well...complete with keepsakes. Turning 15 is equivalent to being a debutante at a debutante ball. It is the presentation of that girl to society as eligible for marriage... Because of the expense involved in this celebration, however, (again like a wedding) it is mostly the very traditional Spanish families or the ones with money who still keep the practice going... The only difference to the wedding is that the Quince aniara does not have a groom...I believe (but not sure) that she is accompanied at the altar by both parents. However, you can check this fact with any Latino you know. Hope this helps and I'd be curious to see your poem afterwards. Suzette Zayden
No groom to lift the sequined veil, just friends and family
So full of pride, their hearts near burst; eyes shine with unwept tears
The church bells peal their message “Quince Anos, come and see!”
And from her entourage there rings joyful OLE’s and cheers.
With solemn words and blessings she’s presented on this day
The priest can scarce contain his happiness, when honored so
For once, within this young girl’s life, a special prayer he’ll pray
Then send her out into the world with celebration’s glow
Dear sister, though I’m far away, I keep you in my heart
I’d give the worlds to be there but alas, I can not be
Just know I love you, and the best of times, I would impart
A woman, you have now become, best friends you’ll always be
I thought you wanted someone real.
I need someone with brains and class.
My meeting you was such a thrill
But feelings are like fragile glass.
Our life, sometimes, can be a mess
Yet still we look to find a mate.
In life's long search for happiness
Should love or friends be left to fate?
I am too serious, it seems.
I only wanted your caress.
Now I'll just see you in my dreams.
My friendships all you want, I guess!
Of such a lovely baby girl
How happy you must be
Congratulations to you both
You mean the world to me
If ever you should need my help
Please ask! I’ll do my best
To lend a hand with anything
So I too can be blessed
With tiny smiles and trusting eyes
The gift’s babies bestow
Upon the lucky ones who get
To be there while they grow
Within a home where loving flows
And nurtures with its touch
This tiny blessing to the world
I love you both, so much
As when he left his little girl and crushed a heart to dust
And filled the world with sadness wondering why did he go
Perhaps I’m selfish and self-centered, for I know it must
Have broken Mom’s heart too, but her deep pain, she doesn’t show
There’s someone else in her life now to ease the memory
Yet there is no one here for me to help me find a smile
My friends say I’ll get over how I feel. I’ll wait and see
As years go by, perhaps it will; much longer than a while
But now I’m left without a Dad and time will sure erase
The way we were together as his laughter filled the air
Now memories and pictures are what’s left, they can’t replace
His nice warm hug or loving words, but then, life isn’t fair
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