Poem Number 33 - Binding Love - 29/12/1983

The last couple of days,

I have been acting so strange.

I have felt jealous and pity,

And somewhere in-between that range.

Is it that I am not so mature?

As what I feel I should be?

As, “ Boy you are younger”.

This has been told to me.

My love for her, is a love that’s binding,

And Michelle wants to love and live with me, as well.

We have no definite intentions of separating ourselves, from each other,

Nor do we think of ourselves, just as lovers.

I might not listen too carefully, to the words that are told,

But now, I listen with ears open so wide.

I might have broken some new times of importance, to us,

As I pick up the remainders and look up, towards the stars.

Poem Number 32 - Test After Tests - 29/12/1983

Noises of the corridor, I awake,

The clacking of the tea lady’s trolley,

Footsteps are heard from the medical staff,

Pacing up and down. The hours are getting close.

It’s the operation that will make me frown.

                                                                       

My husband thinks, he knows how I feel, today,

Little does he know, that this one’s a major one. 

Test after tests, they seem to work around the clock,

Makes me think of all those bloody shocks

Mother is there, just to make sure I’m O.K.,

Husband is working all during the day,

Afternoon arrives, as I want my husband here,
Every moment is precious, as I stare at the door…

Poem Number 31 - Happier Are The Days..... - 29/12/1983

A woman is afraid of her man she weds,

Especially when the marriage is near.

But, if she is strong within herself,

Her man will be endowed to her, until infinity.

She enfires his life,

And then, she will forhow,

As she dreads the thoughts of monophobia,

When he is not with her, at times.

He shows courage, in all the things he does.

He makes decisions without conversing.

She accepts him, as he is,

As she knows that it’ll take time for improvement.

Happier are the days of both hearts, being content,

They’ll argue no more, for their own display.

Yet, the ball is always in the mans court,

To serve the righteous, for her return.

Poem Number 30 - Family Christmas - 20/12/1983

Christmas is a time for all the family,

Gifts are given to the family, all around.

Times of rejoice and happiness are remembered,

As Christmas, is in the month of December.

Pretty collared Christmas wrappings,

Are tied up, with bows on the presents.

There are all sorts of boxes: large and small,

And on them decorated: red and white ribbons.

The decorated Christmas tree, lightens up the room,

We are all going to open the presents, real soon.

While wrapping the scattered paper, on the floor,

Smiles all around and no one says<”that doesn’t matter”.

As each gift is explained to everyone; one by one,

All parents enjoy, while the children have fun.

Christmas is not yet over, after all that,

The family has their Christmas lunch or dinner, which is a great feast.

 

 

Poem Number 29 - Advice - 16/12/1983

I go for too much advice,

Yet, I never think twice,

As the trouble I make,

Is “thrice”.

Poem Number 28 - Consequences: All In One - 16/12/1983

It was early one morn,

I woke up one dawn,

And I couldn’t find my misses,

Suddenly, I remembered she was in hospital.

Oh! The prayers I had prayed, the night before,

It was like God, knocking on the front door.

As the thoughts of her operation, floated in my head,

And I’ll see her in the arvo, crook-looking in bed.

Little did I know, what had been done,

So I went right out of my own way, and ignored her mum,

What I surprised to know, what I had done?

I know, I wasn’t. And I was ashamed at once.

Stupid! Stupid! Poor old me!

I didn’t seem to listen to anyone at all.

I hope no one dislikes me, for what I had done,

As I realized the consequences: all in one.

To my fiancé, I do apologize,

For making you angry.

It’s not what you need,

Even the same for me, to see you cry.

I know I said, “I’ll never do it again! Before,

I will change,

To suit you better,

And start from the beginning, again.