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Ann's Poetry Page (all poetry on this page is property of the author it may not be reproduced or copied in any way without permission of the author) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a collection of poetry I have written over the years ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Beauty of fall I feel the cool crisp air on my face, Bundled up in warm sweaters, Nice cool breeze blowing through my hair, Leaves of orange and red filtering through the sky, There is something so serene about the cool fall air, Summer is over and winter not yet here, Soon thoughts turn to piles of snow as high as my head, But for now I will enjoy the beauty fall has brought before my eyes, Piles of leaves so bright with color, It is as if there is a new life at the end of a year, Children back in school and memories of my school years gone by, Memories of years gone bye and so many happy times in the fall, New shoes and new clothes and a brand new lunch box, Who is on the lunch box this year, is it Mickey or some new TV show, Cool crisp air on my face snaps me back to the here and now, A smile on my face as fall is my favorite time of year.
That First Day of School Time to get the books together Note books and text books alike New shoes on my feet New sweater on my top I feel the excitement of the first day of school surging through my veins Anticipation of a New Year Will my teachers like me, Who will be my friends this year, Reaching the school, I grasp the handle to the door, As I enter the school I can smell the familiar smell of my school, Checking the paper in my pocket to see where I am supposed to be I ascend the stairs for the top floor I reach the top and head for my new homeroom I see Tommy, and Billy and Sally and Jane, All my friends from the years before We all talk like kids do at that age Trying to say so much in a short amount of time Our teacher enters and walks to the front of the room We all shuffle to take our seats in the classroom The teacher begins to speak A smile reaches my face I love this time of year The fall is like a new beginning for me every year
Christmas’s Past Holiday time is upon us once again Picking out a Christmas tree was once a family treat Dad would drive for miles on end Searching for that beloved Christmas tree farm that we visited each and every year Up and down every hill, until we reach that special spot Park the car so carefully so that it would not slide Reaching into the back to obtain that saw Six kids in tow, up the hill we hiked The wind is blowing, the snow is falling but I do not wish to turn back There is the tree, deep in the woods Searching for that perfect tree My little legs ache and my feet are frozen Dad with saw in hand heads for the tree that would be in our Dining room very soon He asks how about this one But dad it looks too big for our dining room Our ceilings are only 6 feet high We chop it so it will fit in our dining room Dragging it out of the forest, I can feel the excitement of the holiday coming soon When can we decorate it, Not until Christmas Eve my mom reminds me We strap the tree to the top of our Volkswagen bus and load back into the car Heading home, we sing and we laugh Dad all the while watching to make sure the tree doesn’t slide off the roof We make it home in no time at all Dad and my brothers remove the tree from the car roof Dragging it into the garage for it to stay cool until night before Christmas Can smell the pine, it smells so good Soon that smell will fill our home I look at the tree and think, boy that tree isn’t going to fit in our house I remember Christmas’s past and can feel the joy of the season all over
Christmas Through a Child Eyes My mom and dad had a tradition On Christmas Eve they would stay up ‘til all hours wrapping gifts for us kids We would all be snug in our beds They wrapped and they decorated our tree until wee hours of Christmas morning By 4 am they would retire for the night At 5am I would awake from my sleep Excited about the day, I slept no more I run to my sister in the next bed and awoke her Hey get up it is Christmas morning and Santa has been here Go back to sleep I am told Unable to sleep I bug her ‘til she wakes We head out into the hallway, where the others awake Look Santa has been here he papered us in The remainder of the siblings come all to life Eyes open slightly they come into the hall We all take a seat on the uncarpeted floor Awaiting mom and dad’s awake from their much-deserved sleep At 6am we begin to sing We sing jingle bells and all the holiday tunes Finally, finally we hear mom and dad arising up from their room Who is in there we hear Can we come out we plead Hold on, let me light the tree It takes dad 10 seconds to put on the lights But to a small girl it is forever and a day Ok you can come out now We burst through the paper that kept us in place The tree is so beautiful all tinseled and bright Look under the tree there is so many gifts The calm has ended and the gifts are torn into Like animals attacking the first kill of the day Look what I got, a new doll, and some crayons and something to ride on Today I couldn’t tell you what my siblings got on those exciting Christmas mornings The remainder of the day we would play with our toys The house smelled of Turkey baking all day Our stockings still hanging by the chimney with care Eight tiny feet all hanging they’re still Mom always put in a tangerine and some walnuts I ate the candy first thing off My magazine was highlights or something so sweet A new coloring book, to use with my new crayons Dinner was good, I am now so sleepy Time for bed mom says The day was good but always went bye fast I remember those wonderful Christmas days past
Waiting For That Day To Come I sit and I wait and I wonder I dream of what it will be like I hear the stories from everyone else And sit and wonder what it will be like I cry each month that comes and that go For the child that I have not yet conceived They all say don’t try hard or relax But it is hard to relax, when you want something so bad For the child I have not yet conceived Each month I sit and I hope I cannot relax and I cannot forget That we are trying so hard for that child we have not yet had How can I put something so dear, so far in my mind I just want to have that child that I have dreamed of for so long I yearn to hold him or hold her To have the joy of bringing another life into this world I try not to think and say I do not care But I just sit and I wait, for that very special day
Untitled I feel the words in my heart And I feel them in my head I put them to paper or on the computer instead I want to write and I want to share I just have this writers flare I love to write and put it on paper or on computer instead For I have the words in my head and the words in my heart Some how some days I just can’t get the start For the words just get stuck in my head The Little One That Would Not Be Every month that passes it gets harder and harder This past month I thought that you were there I thought I could feel you inside of me But as quickly as I could feel you inside of me, you were gone I wanted to be your mommy That afternoon when you were gone I cried for you I cried for my little lost one I cried for my baby that would not be. Please Don’t Tell Me Please don’t tell me to relax I cannot relax Don’t tell me there will be other months I want it to be this month Just be supportive of what I am trying to do I know that I need to relax and that there will be other months But please don’t remind me This is something I have wanted for a long time And right about now it just doesn’t seem possible But please don’t tell me what I already know
What are Friends? Whatever the weather, wherever you are.I am a friend who will never do you wrong. Trust in me, walk with me through life. Even though in this life we may not meet, we are friends who will not shaft each other. Through thick and thin. Through good times and bad. I am there for you. I will not run when you are down. I will not hide when you need me most. I may not know what to say. But I am here for you, because you are my friend. Call on me when you need me most. You can count on me. Through thick and through thin. I am there through it all. And that’s what true friends are all about. Soft Gentle Sighs
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