I wrote this poem for a friend to present to her parents at their 40th wedding anniversary. She wrote down her memories growing up and wanted them put in a poem. It was a great exercise for me and the poem was well received.
As I look over the landscape
Of my life throughout the years
As I contemplate the memories
Filled with laughter and with tears
As we celebrate the days to come
And the Love that is our treasure
I’m reminded of this simple fact
We had happiness beyond measure
Sure life was sometimes difficult
7 lives barely contained
Inside 4 walls on Florida St.
But Love was not constrained
5 of us kids found endless fun
Banging away on pots and pans
Smiling innocent dirty faces,
Clapping muddy little hands
Then we moved into a Palace,
With a yard where we could play
The 3 bedrooms were a dream!
My fondest memory to this day
The fruit trees and the playhouse
Each an unexpected pleasure
When I look back its so obvious
We had happiness beyond measure
Mom’s Kingdom Hall adventures
With 5 rowdy kids in tow
And the Hot Wheels tracks she used
To keep us seated in our row
The times that we went camping
And Dad taught us how to swim
The loving patience that he showed
Drew us all so close to him
Yes these memories are a landscape
Filled with love we’ll always share
And these words a grateful ‘Thank You’
For your always being there
We celebrate the both of you
Your Love has been our treasure
Reminds us of this simple truth
We have happiness beyond measure
The theme, the beautifully presented memories-in-verse, is a gift
beyond calculation, Anthony. You have been given a gift in poetry, and to benefit others with it is the supreme showing of gratitude for what the Creator bestowed.
A fine job!
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how could hey NOT be absolutely delight at this wonderful write....you put all their memories into a beautifully wrapped package....great rhyme and meter....the emotion shines thru here......I bet they got teary eyed.......
lol
give yourself a pat on the back A
A wicked Cajun Fairy named Robes Pierre entered the impenetrable Magical doll land of Sha Bebe. Queen Faustina, the ruler of the doll land, thought she had destroyed him, but he's back! Will the doll land survive his evil ways?
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
Bonnie
beyond calculation, Anthony. You have been given a gift in poetry, and to benefit others with it is the supreme showing of gratitude for what the Creator bestowed.
A fine job!
how could hey NOT be absolutely delight at this wonderful write....you put all their memories into a beautifully wrapped package....great rhyme and meter....the emotion shines thru here......I bet they got teary eyed.......
lol
give yourself a pat on the back A
lol
pax A