John's poems of...LIFE - LIVING &LOVE...JDJ
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REMEMBERING
my MOTHER, how she would, always HUM, along and SING
REMEMBERING
How my MOTHER, treated DAD, like ROYALTY, and a KING
REMEMBERING
my GRAND-MAs Enormous GARDEN, and all the home grown vegtables, strawberries, and blue berries, that she would give to us when we visited her, HOME to BRING
REMEMBERING
My childhood, and growing up in WINONA- MINNESOTA, --EVERYTHING
July fourth in MINNESOTA, was a pretty big deal
thats when in our small town, we celebrated steam-boat days and the carnival came to our small town, and always there was a cool farris wheel
Then the fire works and the celebration
all the carnival rides and games , all the excitement and fun
Summer time in MINNESOTA, we would be on the go and run
up in the early dawn, and our only rule was to be home before it got dark with the settilng sun
Then we could play ditch and tag, and hang around our house
until we got called to come inside, then we would scurry inside like a mouse
The summers in MINNESOTA, my brother and i, we traveled to every part of that town
at every end adventure and fun and excitement we happily found
GROWING up in our little TOWN
as a kid, in MINNESOTA,, im REMEMBERING, how me and my brother, all the fun, adventure, and excitement that together we FOUND
REMEMBERING
my dear MOTHER, AGNES, how she would always, hum along and SING
REMEMBERING
my MOTHER, how PEACE and HAPPINESS, to all others she would strive to KEEP, and BRING
REMEMBERING
the FAITH, of my MOTHER, and how she was the ROCK, of my FATHER, and how she treated him, like ROYALTY, and KING
REMEMBERING
the LOVE of GOD, that MOM, held in her HEART, REMEMBERING, MOM, always humming along, and HAPPINESS to EVERYBODY, SHE- would so easily, humbly BRING
By john d. JUNGERS
03--JULY--2016
my MOTHER, how she would, always HUM, along and SING
REMEMBERING
How my MOTHER, treated DAD, like ROYALTY, and a KING
REMEMBERING
my GRAND-MAs Enormous GARDEN, and all the home grown vegtables, strawberries, and blue berries, that she would give to us when we visited her, HOME to BRING
REMEMBERING
My childhood, and growing up in WINONA- MINNESOTA, --EVERYTHING
July fourth in MINNESOTA, was a pretty big deal
thats when in our small town, we celebrated steam-boat days and the carnival came to our small town, and always there was a cool farris wheel
Then the fire works and the celebration
all the carnival rides and games , all the excitement and fun
Summer time in MINNESOTA, we would be on the go and run
up in the early dawn, and our only rule was to be home before it got dark with the settilng sun
Then we could play ditch and tag, and hang around our house
until we got called to come inside, then we would scurry inside like a mouse
The summers in MINNESOTA, my brother and i, we traveled to every part of that town
at every end adventure and fun and excitement we happily found
GROWING up in our little TOWN
as a kid, in MINNESOTA,, im REMEMBERING, how me and my brother, all the fun, adventure, and excitement that together we FOUND
REMEMBERING
my dear MOTHER, AGNES, how she would always, hum along and SING
REMEMBERING
my MOTHER, how PEACE and HAPPINESS, to all others she would strive to KEEP, and BRING
REMEMBERING
the FAITH, of my MOTHER, and how she was the ROCK, of my FATHER, and how she treated him, like ROYALTY, and KING
REMEMBERING
the LOVE of GOD, that MOM, held in her HEART, REMEMBERING, MOM, always humming along, and HAPPINESS to EVERYBODY, SHE- would so easily, humbly BRING
By john d. JUNGERS
03--JULY--2016
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