John's poems of...LIFE - LIVING &LOVE...JDJ
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HENRY
MY DAD STOOD FIVE FOOT TWO AND WAS BUILT LIKE A BULL, STURDY AND STRONG:
HIS TEMPER WAS LIKE A MINNESOTA TORNADO, HE WOULD NOT BE WRONGED:
IF THERE WAS ANYONE WHO RUBBED DAD WRONG:
IN AN INSTANT, HE HAD NO FEAR, TO PUT THEM RIGHT WHERE THEY BELONGED:
DAD TOLD ME ONCE, THAT WITH A PERSON WHO IS A BULLY, THAT THAT IS ALL THEY WERE TAUGHT, AND THAT IS ALL THEY KNOW, AND THEY WILL NEVER STOP:
NOT UNTIL YOU STAND UP TO THEM TOE TO TOE, AND HIT THEM RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES, AND BLOODY THERE NOSE,THEN THERE BULLYING WILL COME TO A STOP, WHEN THEY HIT THE GROUND AND DROP:
A BULLY WILL KEEP COMING AFTER YOU:
UNTIL YOU STAND YOUR GROUND, AND SAY ENOUGH AND DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO:
HENRY WAS ALWAYS SQUARED AWAY, IN EACH AND EVERYTHING THAT HE DID, EVERY SINGLE DAY, I LOST MY DAD IN 1981--AND I STILL MISS MY FATHER EVERYDAY, IN EVERY WAY:
IN EACH AND EVERYTHING THAT HE DID , EVERY SINGLE DAY:
FROM THE CLOTHES THAT HE WORE, TO THE SHOES ON HIS FEET:
DAD STAYED SQUARED AWAY , CLEAN AND NEAT:
DAD KEPT HIS HAIR SHORT, AND ALWAYS HAD A CLEAN CUT SHAVE:
WHEN US KIDS WERE HOME WITH DAD, YOU LEARNED QUICK , THAT YOU BETTER BEHAVE:
WHEN WE GOOFED AROUND TOO MUCH, AND DID SOMETHING WRONG:
THE MINNESOTA TORNADO CAME OUT IN DAD, AND HE PUT US RIGHT WHERE WE BELONGED:
DAD WAS SHORT , STURDY STRONG AND SIMPLE:
HE WAS KIND, LOVING, FUN, HARD WORKING, AND FOR ANYONE HE WOULD WALK A COUNTRY MILE:
MY DEAR MOTHER AGNES;
DAD WAS NOT SHY WITH HIS AFFECTION FOR MOM AND HE LOVED HER THE BEST:
DAD WAS SO FRIENDLY AND JOVIAL WITH EVERYONE, EVERY PLACE HE WOULD GO:
HE WORE HIS HEART ON HIS SHOULDER, HIS KINDNESS, GENTLENESS AND GENEROSITY, HE WAS NOT AFRAID TO EVEN A HITCH HIKING STRANGER SHOW:
WHEN DAD LOST HIS TEMPER, AND STARTED GRINDING HIS TEETH AND CUSSING YOU KNOW:'
OUT OF THE PATH OF THE TORNADO YOU BETTER RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN YOU BETTER GO:
DAD JUST LOVED HIS COUNTRY MUSIC , AND FOR ALL OF SUNDAY AFTERNOONS HE WOULD LOVE TO LISTEN AND LOUDLY PLAY:
DAD, HAD TO DO THINGS HIS OWN WAY. IN EVERYTHING HE DID HE WAS ALWAYS AN HOUR EARLY EVERY SINGLE DAY:
BUT WHEN YOU CROSSED THAT LINE OF RIGHT AND WRONG:
IN A MINNESOTA TORNADO , DAD PUT YOU RIGHT WHERE YOU BELONG:
AS A KID GROWING UP WITH HENRY MY DAD:
HIS FRIENDS WOULD CALL HIM HANK, HE WAS THE BEST FRIEND I EVER HAD:
HIS MOTHER PAULINE, HE LOVED HER SO GREAT:
IN LATTER YEARS, WHEN GRANDMA LIVED IN A NURSING HOME, WE ALL WOULD VISIT HER , ON A SUNDAY AND NEVER BE LATE:
IN THE NURSING HOME IN THE LITTLE TOWN OF SAINT CHARLES MINNESOTA, THE NURSES WERE SURE TO TAKE GREAT CARE OF GRANDMA:
BECAUSE WHEN THEY DIDNT THE TORNADO WOULD COME OUT OF MY PA:
IT HAPPENED ONCE WHEN DAD GOT UPSET WITH THERE LACK OF CARE:
THEY ALL GOT SCARED, WHEN DAD BLEW UP. I WAS THERE:
BUT THE NURSES LOVED GRANDMA, AND THEY TOOK CARE OF HER WELL:
THEY KNEW HOW MUCH DAD LOVED GRANDMA, THEY COULD TELL:
DADS FATHER PASSED AWAY WHEN HEWS ONLY IN SIXTH GRADE:
AND AT THE TENDER AGE OF TWELVE MY DAD, THE MINNESOTA TORNADO , THE MAN WAS MADE:
HE HAD TO QUIT SCHOOL, AND WORK ON THE FARM:
IT WAS JUST DAD AND HIS MOM, HE GREW UP FAST AND RAN THE FARM , AND KEPT HIS MOM FROM ANY HARM:
GROWING UP IN MINNESOTA, I HEARD MANY A STORY, AND I SAW MANY A TIME HOW MY DAD STOOD UP TO PEOPLE, AND HE WOULD NEVER BACK DOWN:
IN ALL OF MY LIFE, THERE HAS NEVER BEEN A BRAVER MAN WHO HAVE EVER FOUND:
AS KIDS WHEN WE WENT TO CHURCH AND WE WERE LAUGHING AND GOOFING AROUND AND GIGGLING TOO MUCH:
DAD WASNT SHY , EVEN IN CHURCH , TO SLAP US IN THE HEAD, WITH HIS LOVING TOUCH:
IF WE DIDNT STRAIGHTEN UP AND FLY STRAIGHT:
DAD WOULD STAND UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SERVICE AND WE WOULD LEAVE AND WALK TO THE CAR, THEM OUT CAME THE TORNADO, AND FOR US YOU KNEW IT WAS TOO LATE:
DAD HAD A GREAT APPETITE, AND HE LOVED TO EAT, THEN HE WOULD ALWAYS BE CHEWING HIS KING EDWARD CIGAR,OR WHITE OWL CIGAR:
DAD TOOK GREAT CARE IN THE PERFECT IMMACULATE CARE OF HIS EVERY CAR:
EVERY PLACE THAT WE WOULD GO:
PEOPLE KNEW MY DAD, AND THEY LOVED TO STOP AND FOR A LONG TIME TALK AND LAUGH AND SAY HELLO:
PEOPLE KNEW MY DAD, AND EVERYONE JUST LOVED HIM EVERYWHERE WE WENT:
HIS MESSAGE OF LOVE, KINDNESS, GENEROSITY, TO ALL HONESTLY WAS SENT, AND EVERYONE LISTENED TO DAD BECAUSE HE SHOWED FOLKS HE SAID WHAT HE MEANT:
DAD WAS KNOWN TO BE A KIND LOVING GENTLE GIANT OF A MAN:
BUT AS A KID, IF WE PISSED HIM OFF, BEFORE WE FELT THE BLUNT FORCE OF THE BACK OF HIS HAND, AS FAST AS WE COULD WE RAN:
IN THE CAR DRIVING WITH DAD, IF WE WERE GOOFING AROUND TOO MUCH,WE WOULD BE WARNED:
IF WE DIDNT TAKE HEED, DAD TOOK THE LEAD, AND OUT OF NO WHERE, WE GOT HIT WITH A VIOLENT STORM:
ME AND MY BROTHER BRIAN, WHEN WE PUSHED THE LIMIT, DAD CAME AFTER US LIKE A TORNADO, WITH A KNOCK OUT BLOW:
ME AND MY BROTHER LEARNED TO ROLL WITH THE PUNCHES YOU KNOW:
IN ALL OF MY LIFE, I NEVER SAW DAD BACK DOWN FROM ANYONE:
HE WAS GENTLE AS A LAMB, WAS SO LOVING, KIND, GENEROUS AND FUN:
MY DAD TO ME STOOD TEN FEET TALL, AND HE WAS ONLY FIVE FOOT TWO:
BUT EVERYONE WHO MET DAD IN A MINUTE, OR KNEW HIM FOR YEARS, HIS HEART OF GOLD EVERYONE KNEW:
MY GAD WAS LIKE A MINNESOTA TORNADO, STANDING STRONG AND STURDY AT FIVE FOOT TWO:
HENRY HAD A REPUTATION, THAT HE STOOD HIS GROUND, FOR WHAT WAS RIGHT, IN ALL HE WOULD DO:
MY DAD, MY HENRY, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU...
20 FEBRUARY 2015:
JOHN D, JUNGERS
HIS TEMPER WAS LIKE A MINNESOTA TORNADO, HE WOULD NOT BE WRONGED:
IF THERE WAS ANYONE WHO RUBBED DAD WRONG:
IN AN INSTANT, HE HAD NO FEAR, TO PUT THEM RIGHT WHERE THEY BELONGED:
DAD TOLD ME ONCE, THAT WITH A PERSON WHO IS A BULLY, THAT THAT IS ALL THEY WERE TAUGHT, AND THAT IS ALL THEY KNOW, AND THEY WILL NEVER STOP:
NOT UNTIL YOU STAND UP TO THEM TOE TO TOE, AND HIT THEM RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES, AND BLOODY THERE NOSE,THEN THERE BULLYING WILL COME TO A STOP, WHEN THEY HIT THE GROUND AND DROP:
A BULLY WILL KEEP COMING AFTER YOU:
UNTIL YOU STAND YOUR GROUND, AND SAY ENOUGH AND DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO:
HENRY WAS ALWAYS SQUARED AWAY, IN EACH AND EVERYTHING THAT HE DID, EVERY SINGLE DAY, I LOST MY DAD IN 1981--AND I STILL MISS MY FATHER EVERYDAY, IN EVERY WAY:
IN EACH AND EVERYTHING THAT HE DID , EVERY SINGLE DAY:
FROM THE CLOTHES THAT HE WORE, TO THE SHOES ON HIS FEET:
DAD STAYED SQUARED AWAY , CLEAN AND NEAT:
DAD KEPT HIS HAIR SHORT, AND ALWAYS HAD A CLEAN CUT SHAVE:
WHEN US KIDS WERE HOME WITH DAD, YOU LEARNED QUICK , THAT YOU BETTER BEHAVE:
WHEN WE GOOFED AROUND TOO MUCH, AND DID SOMETHING WRONG:
THE MINNESOTA TORNADO CAME OUT IN DAD, AND HE PUT US RIGHT WHERE WE BELONGED:
DAD WAS SHORT , STURDY STRONG AND SIMPLE:
HE WAS KIND, LOVING, FUN, HARD WORKING, AND FOR ANYONE HE WOULD WALK A COUNTRY MILE:
MY DEAR MOTHER AGNES;
DAD WAS NOT SHY WITH HIS AFFECTION FOR MOM AND HE LOVED HER THE BEST:
DAD WAS SO FRIENDLY AND JOVIAL WITH EVERYONE, EVERY PLACE HE WOULD GO:
HE WORE HIS HEART ON HIS SHOULDER, HIS KINDNESS, GENTLENESS AND GENEROSITY, HE WAS NOT AFRAID TO EVEN A HITCH HIKING STRANGER SHOW:
WHEN DAD LOST HIS TEMPER, AND STARTED GRINDING HIS TEETH AND CUSSING YOU KNOW:'
OUT OF THE PATH OF THE TORNADO YOU BETTER RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN YOU BETTER GO:
DAD JUST LOVED HIS COUNTRY MUSIC , AND FOR ALL OF SUNDAY AFTERNOONS HE WOULD LOVE TO LISTEN AND LOUDLY PLAY:
DAD, HAD TO DO THINGS HIS OWN WAY. IN EVERYTHING HE DID HE WAS ALWAYS AN HOUR EARLY EVERY SINGLE DAY:
BUT WHEN YOU CROSSED THAT LINE OF RIGHT AND WRONG:
IN A MINNESOTA TORNADO , DAD PUT YOU RIGHT WHERE YOU BELONG:
AS A KID GROWING UP WITH HENRY MY DAD:
HIS FRIENDS WOULD CALL HIM HANK, HE WAS THE BEST FRIEND I EVER HAD:
HIS MOTHER PAULINE, HE LOVED HER SO GREAT:
IN LATTER YEARS, WHEN GRANDMA LIVED IN A NURSING HOME, WE ALL WOULD VISIT HER , ON A SUNDAY AND NEVER BE LATE:
IN THE NURSING HOME IN THE LITTLE TOWN OF SAINT CHARLES MINNESOTA, THE NURSES WERE SURE TO TAKE GREAT CARE OF GRANDMA:
BECAUSE WHEN THEY DIDNT THE TORNADO WOULD COME OUT OF MY PA:
IT HAPPENED ONCE WHEN DAD GOT UPSET WITH THERE LACK OF CARE:
THEY ALL GOT SCARED, WHEN DAD BLEW UP. I WAS THERE:
BUT THE NURSES LOVED GRANDMA, AND THEY TOOK CARE OF HER WELL:
THEY KNEW HOW MUCH DAD LOVED GRANDMA, THEY COULD TELL:
DADS FATHER PASSED AWAY WHEN HEWS ONLY IN SIXTH GRADE:
AND AT THE TENDER AGE OF TWELVE MY DAD, THE MINNESOTA TORNADO , THE MAN WAS MADE:
HE HAD TO QUIT SCHOOL, AND WORK ON THE FARM:
IT WAS JUST DAD AND HIS MOM, HE GREW UP FAST AND RAN THE FARM , AND KEPT HIS MOM FROM ANY HARM:
GROWING UP IN MINNESOTA, I HEARD MANY A STORY, AND I SAW MANY A TIME HOW MY DAD STOOD UP TO PEOPLE, AND HE WOULD NEVER BACK DOWN:
IN ALL OF MY LIFE, THERE HAS NEVER BEEN A BRAVER MAN WHO HAVE EVER FOUND:
AS KIDS WHEN WE WENT TO CHURCH AND WE WERE LAUGHING AND GOOFING AROUND AND GIGGLING TOO MUCH:
DAD WASNT SHY , EVEN IN CHURCH , TO SLAP US IN THE HEAD, WITH HIS LOVING TOUCH:
IF WE DIDNT STRAIGHTEN UP AND FLY STRAIGHT:
DAD WOULD STAND UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SERVICE AND WE WOULD LEAVE AND WALK TO THE CAR, THEM OUT CAME THE TORNADO, AND FOR US YOU KNEW IT WAS TOO LATE:
DAD HAD A GREAT APPETITE, AND HE LOVED TO EAT, THEN HE WOULD ALWAYS BE CHEWING HIS KING EDWARD CIGAR,OR WHITE OWL CIGAR:
DAD TOOK GREAT CARE IN THE PERFECT IMMACULATE CARE OF HIS EVERY CAR:
EVERY PLACE THAT WE WOULD GO:
PEOPLE KNEW MY DAD, AND THEY LOVED TO STOP AND FOR A LONG TIME TALK AND LAUGH AND SAY HELLO:
PEOPLE KNEW MY DAD, AND EVERYONE JUST LOVED HIM EVERYWHERE WE WENT:
HIS MESSAGE OF LOVE, KINDNESS, GENEROSITY, TO ALL HONESTLY WAS SENT, AND EVERYONE LISTENED TO DAD BECAUSE HE SHOWED FOLKS HE SAID WHAT HE MEANT:
DAD WAS KNOWN TO BE A KIND LOVING GENTLE GIANT OF A MAN:
BUT AS A KID, IF WE PISSED HIM OFF, BEFORE WE FELT THE BLUNT FORCE OF THE BACK OF HIS HAND, AS FAST AS WE COULD WE RAN:
IN THE CAR DRIVING WITH DAD, IF WE WERE GOOFING AROUND TOO MUCH,WE WOULD BE WARNED:
IF WE DIDNT TAKE HEED, DAD TOOK THE LEAD, AND OUT OF NO WHERE, WE GOT HIT WITH A VIOLENT STORM:
ME AND MY BROTHER BRIAN, WHEN WE PUSHED THE LIMIT, DAD CAME AFTER US LIKE A TORNADO, WITH A KNOCK OUT BLOW:
ME AND MY BROTHER LEARNED TO ROLL WITH THE PUNCHES YOU KNOW:
IN ALL OF MY LIFE, I NEVER SAW DAD BACK DOWN FROM ANYONE:
HE WAS GENTLE AS A LAMB, WAS SO LOVING, KIND, GENEROUS AND FUN:
MY DAD TO ME STOOD TEN FEET TALL, AND HE WAS ONLY FIVE FOOT TWO:
BUT EVERYONE WHO MET DAD IN A MINUTE, OR KNEW HIM FOR YEARS, HIS HEART OF GOLD EVERYONE KNEW:
MY GAD WAS LIKE A MINNESOTA TORNADO, STANDING STRONG AND STURDY AT FIVE FOOT TWO:
HENRY HAD A REPUTATION, THAT HE STOOD HIS GROUND, FOR WHAT WAS RIGHT, IN ALL HE WOULD DO:
MY DAD, MY HENRY, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU...
20 FEBRUARY 2015:
JOHN D, JUNGERS
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