Poem Place


 Moms

Mothers are a special lot
There’s nothing mine wouldn’t do.

She’d give her life without a thought
of what it’d put her through.

No sacrifice is ever too great
no group of them too many.

When a mom sees a need
she gives and gives up plenty.

Paltry was the thanks she got
that never slows her down.

She stood and she delivered
when no progress could be found.

My world is quite together now
her lessons did come back.

I’m healthy and I know it.
I’ve got my life on track.

Her plan for me is working

in what I say and do
to those I happen on.

Her essence is all over me
her influence profound;

I’ll will share the love she gave
as long as I’m around.

© Copyright  10-15-2017 Dave Dunn GetLifeRight.com

My Two Year Old’s Nightmare

What joyous moments I’ve had this night
As I calmed my daughter’s fright.

 

A blessing it was to hear her sigh?
In the protection of her Dad and I.

 

If I shift myself around,
Some more comfort can be found.

 

Instead I nuzzle her neck and hair
And think she will sense that I’m there.

 

A hint of perspiration and the great outdoors;
A fall breeze along the shore.

 

Too late for sleep the sun creeps in
Thoughts of laundry as the daily begins.

 

Unwrapping slowly from the bed,
Silently down the stairs I tread.

 

How sweet, how fragile, how young she sleeps.
While her parent’s vigil keep.

 

© Copyright  1-1-1975 David Dunn GetLifeRight.com

My Two Year Old’s Nightmare

The original poem by Dianne Dunn.

The window light suggests it’s not quite daytime,
Yet not enough night to apply myself to sleep.

 

My body is frozen into a position that is not quite comfortable.
It would be a simple thing, I guess, to slowly shift myself around,

Seeing that weightlessness, snug warmth I had found.

 

Instead. I’ll carefully nuzzle my little daughter’s hair,
She wont wake, I hope. It’s soft warmth is comforting.

 

She sought security, and warmth here between her Daddy and I.
What could have frightened her? Is it growing up that made her sigh?

 

Her hair has the fragrance of outdoors with a hint of perspiration.
Reflect on the similarity between the scent of her hair and the ocean.

Not such a mystery, I guess, when you analyze

The salt, the air, the water, and wind.

 

What ponderous ideas I’m having here
Wrapped around my child beside me dear.

 

Unwrapping slowly from the bed, silently, breathlessly, wordlessly tred
Downstairs to write my thoughts on paper,

Hopefully, saving it for some time later.

 

When I can reflect on how my little daughters’ hair,
One night when she needed me beside her there-

Felt like spun moss, smelled of ocean air.

 

How sweet, how fragile, how young she sleeps.

While her parents vigil keep.

 

© Copyright  1-1-1975 Dianne Dunn GetLifeRight.com

 Reunion Delights

 

Forget the things I once could do
All my muscles have turned to goo.
The treadmill that is now my plight
Keeps me from feeling I’ve got it right.
With kids, their babies, bills and such,
It’s no wonder I’m out of touch.
Sofa owns me at the end of the day.
Ice in the glass and I’m on my way
To letting another day wind down
Without saying hi to those around
Who made the time when we grew up
so much fun, and a little corrupt.
Life’s been reeling off the spool
Since we left the ol’ high school.
With the little we have left
Let all do our very best
To find the other for all to see
And get caught up on history.
We’ll hear the pearls some have learned,
And puffed amounts that others earned.
We’ll dance and chat and carry on,
So get there early and stay till dawn.
Find out who they’ve all become
Hear the battles they have won.
Tell your stories, they’re all dears,
But don’t forget to use your ears.
Jocks and sportos, bandos too.
See the one who led you to
Think that none could take your place;
And then went on to “need their space.”
See the ones that you couldn’t see
Who now can buy both you and me.
Share what you’ve been privy to,
Embellish no more than a few.
Don’t you wish it could be found
The first car you drove around?
Forget your wrinkles or what you weigh,
You’ll not have a better day.
Bring your pictures, no more than five
Watch your annual come alive.
See the influence you exerted
And the ones with whom you flirted.
You’re essential to the scenes.
There are no other human beings
Who know the essence of what went on.
“Kick” with them before you’re gone.
© Copyright  9-1-2004 Dave Dunn GetLifeRight.com

 Grace and Purpose

 

Surely you must love us Lord
For giving us this fun,
This food,
This place
These friends,
And things we’ve done.
 

  Help us use these blessings
To find and help those who
Need a hand with their life and
Staying close to you.
 

© Copyright  10-15-2017 Dave Dunn GetLifeRight.com

Place It Forward

This book isn’t for a shelf or a drawer
It can make your self-worth soar.

How to make the most of now
Show you where to go and how.

Daemons out and thrust galore,
Plan a Future with so much more

You’re enough to do a great things
Make your mark and impressings.

Use this book to change your fate
Then help others; don’t hesitate.

Put a copy where one can find-it
Hope they know that God’s behind-it.

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© Copyright  10-09-2017 Dave Dunn GetLifeRight.com

 

Begging You to Play

I have a child inside me, and I know that you do too
For you to do your best in life . . . it must be able to
Run and jump and climb and explore
To play . . . . and open every door.

 

The part of You you take to heaven, is not what you can do
It isn’t what you have . . . . . or what you grew up to.
It’s your “Child” silly . . .  It will not go away
Even if it’s stepped on, it’s wanting you to play.

 

So while you’re feeling bad, and moping all around
Your child is waiting at the door and hoping you are found.
You’re wasting time, I warn you, life’s reeling off the spool.
Find your Child and play right now, or you are just a fool.

 

© Copyright  2-3-2007 Dave Dunn GetLifeRight.com

Acting

If God expected excellence, He completely missed the boat
That isn’t how he wired me; my performance is a joke.

Struggling is my specialty, my skills they just aren’t there;
I cannot finish anything, I haven’t got a prayer.

What I’m “not” is really God who’s present in my lacking,
An opportunity for you to give; I hope He likes my acting.

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© Copyright Dave Dunn 2004 GetLifeRight.com

 Hello!

We don’t try to make it look like we are rolling in the dough.
We only do our best . . . and some may think it so.
We play the game that others play and must be doing it well
Our phone is ringing off the hook . . .  as invitations tell
Our hair and nails have just been done; our cars are all the latest
Our house is beyond Martha, and our view . . well it’s the greatest.

 

Our kids have lettered every sport their scholarships will show
Our insurance keeps us free from every hazard that we know.
Slapping backs, pumping hands, and praising all the guests,
Golfing, boating, and skiing, with the people who are best.
None of this comes easy; we give it all we’ve got.
Our blessings mean so much to us; we tell God “Thanks a Lot”.

 

Commitment is important so when Easter comes along
We go to church and read along with the normally absent throng.
Good Will gets our castoffs; we’re nice in thought and deed
When silent auctions come along we just bid on what we need.
Our friends all think so much of us, I know that God has found
We’re using what He gave us to turn this world around.

 

 © Copyright 2-11-03 Dave Dunn GetLifeRight.com

 Goodnight Promise

 Another day is in the bag
And I’m just checking in?
MyStuff got handled right up front
But things keep pressing-in.

 

I’ve been running hard and sweating
No, I’ve not been kicking back
Must you try to give me
Those open-ended tasks.

 

Those people who are needy
They seem so far off-track?
I moved in the suburbs,
Where we don’t look at that.

 

I’m overdrawn, the kids are calling
And everything is urgent.
Oh, thank you for reminding me
I’ve got to get detergent.

 

Don’t worry Lord I love you
Tomorrow I’ll try again.
To take a stab at your stuff
If I can fit it in.

 

 © Copyright 3-18-2008 David Dunn GetLifeRight.com
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