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SUMMER GOALS


Goals for Kyndra's summer break
Is that her grandma's heart won't ache
That in her blue eyes and angel face
God's love will show me the strength to replace

What men for me will not replace
As they refuse to help the hurt and face
That I am weak, too long worn out
Sit here and write the words that will shout

Take care of me and let me do the same
I need the help to lose this last name
Do work me through these 10 year old divorce papers
That lie there signed while fear and money tapers

Filing them, getting a divorce
I await him to die of course
Liver failure, selfish soul
Sixteen years of legal marriage I've let roll

On by, for ten away from that guy
And the three before that were all a lie
Because he was not a husband to me
Wouldn't work, tell the truth, or set us free

So three times a week at the pool
I'll walk, love my Kyndra, stay cool
The sun will help my body feel stronger
She'll give me a reason to live longer

Than the three men that have me smitten
Won't let me be their permanent girl kitten
I let God and let go of them all
My phone's so Kyndra I will call

We will have a time of fun and love
She will always be mine, angel from above
My Norwegian blood flows through her veins
She is a child of God and me she gains

My summer, peaceful, workable goals
Only two, not into digging too many holes
Because I am half a century and still alive
Awaiting for a husband like a Prince to arrive

To give me that fatherly security I never had
Every man who's kind to me, I want to be my dad
It will come in time, if it's God's will
Until then, for this summer, Kyndee and me on that hill

Across here, out my window where I can view
The water color blue and green slides of two
The kiddie pool, the hot tub, and the lawn
On this end of April day to dream upon

Divorce and swimming
Anderson again and beginning
To accept that I can't change their minds
To give to me a tie that binds

While all along my ties so clear
It's not a man who wants me near
It's a baby angel or a little devil tired
As I write of my two summer goals inspired!


4/29/2006 1452 cj







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