Posts Tagged ‘Poem’

Oh, Margaret

Monday, June 21st, 2010

Margaret and I met and married in 1990.  It was late that year or early in 1991 when I wrote this poem.  And sometime in the years that followed, I lost the original copy.  So on January 31, 2010, I rewrote the poem.  It is certainly possible that I have made some minor changes, but the concept and thoughts all remain.

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Oh, Margaret, I’m glad you’re in my life

and glad you consented to be my wife.

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I’m very glad that I love you

and glad you feel the same way, too.

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I’m glad you bring me so much joy

and glad that you are not a boy.

Snow

Friday, February 5th, 2010

Although I wrote this 38 years and 6 days ago, it sure fits the weather here in Lafayette, Indiana, today.

Gently falling, pure and white,

it make the earth so clean and bright.

A blanket covers valley and hill,

all is silent, all is still.

The maple stands half white, half brown;

half a smile, half a frown.

Nothing moves that I can see,

no tracks to mar the white beauty.

Down it drifts, three inches, four!

Still it comes and there’ll be more.

Daylight passes, twilight, too;

all in sight turns hazy blue.

The stars are shining, the moon is bright;

they twinkle gayly on flakes of white.

The beauty on the ground, extended from the skies;

a wonder to behold, a symphony for the eyes.

Food for the Aging

Saturday, January 30th, 2010

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Oh, dentures mine, there in the cup,

with you in there I cannot sup,

So you I’ll wash and scrub and clean,

then eat brown bread and veggies green.

But I can’t have corn on the cob,

nor for red apples will I bob.

It’s not that apples I can’t grip,

but my toupee off my head will slip.