John's poems of...LIFE - LIVING &LOVE...JDJ
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IN MY LIFE, EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED TO ME AND OCCURED:
YOU WERE ALWAYS, THE CONSTANT BY MY SIDE, YOUR, LOVE, CARE AND GUIDANCE, STAYED THE COURSE, THROUGH TIME AND ENDURED:
FROM THE TIMES, OF MY YOUTH AS A YOUNG BOY:
BEING OUTSIDE ON OUR ROLLINGSTONE MINNESOTA FARM, PLAYING OUTSIDE IN THE WIDE OPENESS, WAS MY PRIDE AND JOY:
WHEN WE MOVED TO WINONA MINNESOTA, A BIGGER LITTLE TOWN:
I MET DAVID GRANT, IN OUR NEIGHBORHOOD, HE WAS THE BEST--BEST FRIEND I EVER HAD OR FOUND:
WE BOTH HAD A TRIKE. WITH A BIG HUGE WHEEL IN FRONT, THEN TWO SMALLER WHEELS IN BAck:
we went round, and round the block, but could not cross the street, that was a matter of fact, we raced around the block, like we were in the indy-500, for me and david, that was our race track:
WHEN I WENT TO SECOND GRADE:
WHEN I GOT REHUMATIC FEVER, MY SCHOOL WAS DELAYED:
I COULDNT EVEN WALK,AND ON THE COUCH, IS WHERE I LIVED AND STAYED:
I REMEMBER AS A YOUNG CATHOLIC KID, NIGHT AFTER SLEEPLESS NIGHT, TO GET MY STRENGTH BACK AGAIN, AND BE OUSIDE RUNNING IS WHAT OVER AND OVER I PRAYED:
I HAD TO GO BACK TO SECOND GRADE THE SECOND TIME:
AND WAS IN THIRD GRADE AT MADISON ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, IN NO TIME:
LATTER I WILL CONTINUE THIS POEM, ABOUT GROWING UP IN WINONA MINNESOTA:
MY HOME SWEET HOME:
PART ONE:
BY JOHN D. JUNGERS:
02--JULY--2015:
YOU WERE ALWAYS, THE CONSTANT BY MY SIDE, YOUR, LOVE, CARE AND GUIDANCE, STAYED THE COURSE, THROUGH TIME AND ENDURED:
FROM THE TIMES, OF MY YOUTH AS A YOUNG BOY:
BEING OUTSIDE ON OUR ROLLINGSTONE MINNESOTA FARM, PLAYING OUTSIDE IN THE WIDE OPENESS, WAS MY PRIDE AND JOY:
WHEN WE MOVED TO WINONA MINNESOTA, A BIGGER LITTLE TOWN:
I MET DAVID GRANT, IN OUR NEIGHBORHOOD, HE WAS THE BEST--BEST FRIEND I EVER HAD OR FOUND:
WE BOTH HAD A TRIKE. WITH A BIG HUGE WHEEL IN FRONT, THEN TWO SMALLER WHEELS IN BAck:
we went round, and round the block, but could not cross the street, that was a matter of fact, we raced around the block, like we were in the indy-500, for me and david, that was our race track:
WHEN I WENT TO SECOND GRADE:
WHEN I GOT REHUMATIC FEVER, MY SCHOOL WAS DELAYED:
I COULDNT EVEN WALK,AND ON THE COUCH, IS WHERE I LIVED AND STAYED:
I REMEMBER AS A YOUNG CATHOLIC KID, NIGHT AFTER SLEEPLESS NIGHT, TO GET MY STRENGTH BACK AGAIN, AND BE OUSIDE RUNNING IS WHAT OVER AND OVER I PRAYED:
I HAD TO GO BACK TO SECOND GRADE THE SECOND TIME:
AND WAS IN THIRD GRADE AT MADISON ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, IN NO TIME:
LATTER I WILL CONTINUE THIS POEM, ABOUT GROWING UP IN WINONA MINNESOTA:
MY HOME SWEET HOME:
PART ONE:
BY JOHN D. JUNGERS:
02--JULY--2015:
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EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED TO ME AND OCCURED
EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED TO ME AND OCCURED