John's poems of...LIFE - LIVING &LOVE...JDJ

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Just hold your ground
even though now you feel so troubled,profound
      As now when all communication has ceased
     Your trying to communicate on the phone at least
you have already reached out to call more than twice
no return phone call has happened, you feel gafed off, disrespected, and thats just not right, and not very nice
      Just hang  on and hold steadfast your ground
     As your feeling,  now sad and down
for a life lesson, has to be taught
even as your feeling, troubled, confused and distraught
     You cant push the envelope no more
     When the other, doesnt want to communicate with you for sure
 So just patiently ,   you have to hold your ground
stay focused on yourself,even no communication is found
     A lesson has to be taught
    Friendship and respect from another cannot be purchased or bought
so come what may, wait and see, 
if the winds and the weather will change,for you and me
    As a  father you try to keep all communication in the open
    Im just openly, communicating my feelings  here with my pen
for i do know, that parents the world over are facing this exact same dilema, that with me as a parent is now taking place
being a parent, its not easy, its never done and over, no matter how old your children become, your always in it for the whole race
     So you know that you have  been right here now,    where you     stand, many a time before
     Just hold your  ground, you    know a lesson of respect,    has to be taught     to your grown children for.     absolute sure
as a     father, we tend to our      family, as a dedicated, devouted, sheep herder, cares night and day for his sheep
all together, we strive to closely hold them together side by side, and safely    watch and keep
     When they stray away, and get out of your. Sight
     It hurts you,     disturbs you,      giving you little rest, you just dont feel secure , happy or right
when you   become a   parent, you become completely attached, to your children, no matter how   old and bold,      Dependant.   and.   independant they   become
as a father, you love your  children, always and forever, second to none

My  angel  my little girl  christina anne in heaven, she knows what her daddy feels, as she looks down at me from heaven
for the rest of my life, i  will be . Watching.   over her   brothers and sisters     of seven

By. John d jungers
28 january 2016



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