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Homespun Suite
by J.A. Aarntzen

Saturday, April 26, 2008
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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My first poem that was actually a story

Home Spun Suite

“The Adventures of Wee Maxwell”
1.                 I STARTED AS A KID
Hangin’ around home ridin’ my vehicle
Through the vineyard orchards of my urban backyard
Kid next door died of polio when I was four
He was my friend though he was five years older than me
I thought his family had moved when he didn’t come to call on me one day
Mommy had said he died
I didn’t know what she meant
And I’m afraid I still don’t know.
Two years had passed when I began at school
All these people the same size as me
Though some did not look quite the same
A couple had faces and hands as black as the night with shiny stars where my teeth would be
But they all talked the same
I was nervous when this stranger began to talk to us
She wasn’t Mommy but she tried to be
I said you’re not Mommy but you pretend to be.
When finally I was able to go home
Things already seemed to be different
Mommy and Daddy both began asking me questions they never asked me before
That night when I went to bed I cried
I didn’t want to go to school but Mommy and Daddy said I had to
But I didn’t want to
After twenty hard years at school I felt I accomplished a goal that I never did really set
I didn’t want this but I did succeed
I looked around the amazing world of the world
But I couldn’t see anything there for me
Mom had passed away when I finished high school
Funny, I still couldn’t understand death
Through school I made an army full of friends
From all creeds and denominations of life
I was able to identify with
But school was over for good now
Not just for a lazy summer fishin’ with ole Pete and Hank
But for good.
I knew it was coming ever since I got my B.A.
I kept stallin’ and stallin’ until finally I got my M.A.
The profs kept tellin’ us that life ain’t as easy as studying for the term paper
Well it ended up that I had the highest mark in the course
I was king of my own domain
But this region would be soon enlarged until I would become only a pauper at the big world of business
When they were handing out the diplomas tears came into the eyes of all the feminine members in our class
Not so much that they finally graduated but more like that they’ll never see those days of endless chaos in their sorority rooms again.
I didn’t want to graduate
But like so many things I didn’t want to happen did occur in that giant course of events called life
Life isn’t for the basking of the whim of a child
It’s a ball falling through a grove of trees trying to avoid the branches
But the branches will always be there and they will be in the way
Well any way they called upon me to make a speech when I received my diploma
I mustered up a few words
Things already have changed
School wasn’t the same
I had graduated
But I didn’t want to.
3.                 WHEN I CHANGED MY NAME TO DADDY
Well I finally married the girl of my dreams
The first major change in my life since my graduation
I took this different pattern of life with pleasure
Because I saw married life as a steady stream of events that would rarely alter
Throughout life this has become my only fear
A fear of change which would prove my inability to adapt to a new atmosphere thus giving signs that I am but as shallow as the drop of water.
So as the first year did pass with me and my wife
Life was quaint, simple and content
The days were all the same, there was a mounting jubilance taking over my heart
Then suddenly as a beautiful mosaic painted on glass it all shattered
My wife came home and said that she went to the doctor and found out she was pregnant
Crack went my world!
A most gruesome change had slapped me on the back
The responsibility of fathering a family and stand at the head of this gathering setting an example for my young followers,
Providing the food and necessities for an entire family
My thoughts were mixed
This change is going to be an eternal change
As it is said that each parent grows up along with his children
He will go through the anxieties of his child, he will smile when his child smiles.
Then one day a new voice sounded in a room that never was filled in my household
Life in the early morning had already changed
Sounds were different and topics of conversation became centered on one object
I didn’t want to become a father but within three years I had three that I was responsible for
I didn’t want to become a father
But like so many things in life, it just happened
I didn’t want to be called Daddy.
4.                 A FAREWELL TO MY OFFSPRING
None seem so short as the brief sojourn in which a parent can witness the phenomena that brings adulthood to the innocent babe who suckled her mother’s breast
My youngest now is twenty and ready to depart from the home that has nurtured and protected him for all of his life
Maturity is the disease every adult abhors to see set into the soul of their children
But no one can alter this no matter what they tried to do
Life won’t be the same anymore
Not being able to hear the kids laugh or fight at the supper table
I can’t see myself bein’ without them
My whole life centers on their activities
What am I to do?
Everything I did was with them
I cannot see myself locking myself out of enjoyable activities in which they are involved
But I guess this change had to come sooner or later and now it has finally come
Life isn’t going to be the same anymore
I didn’t want to change but I guess like so many other things I have to
Even though I don’t want to.
Me and my wife were the grandparents of seven
Life was good once more
Things weren’t changing
Everything was holding still and it was all so pretty
But then on a dark February morning as I rolled over in my bed to kiss her a good morn ….
…. There was no response or warmth in her hands
The Lord had visited our house over the night
Death had been betrowed upon my wife
My companion throughout the years had gone to the most perfect union with the Lord
But me I have lost all
…. This change I will always bear and never accept
A song to the woman of all my years will always bring my eyes to tears
Clouding the fact that she is gone
This change in my life I never did ask for but like so many other things I have to face up to it.
Oh darling! Why did you die?
I don’t want to change.
6.                 LIFE
Although I’m alone
I’m adjusted
Life is something to hang on to
I’m alone but I’m not resigned
Nothing could change now
I’m adjusted
Why should I prepare to die when it is life that you live?
But now my world revolves on a bed
What could change on a bed?
Nothing that I know.
                             (he dies)
Storyteller On The Lake
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Reviewed by Rafiriio Daniels 4/26/2008
Thanx for sharing

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