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A Broken Heart
Mother and Son
Hand in hand they walked the dirty trash littered back streets
of a heartless time,
A very weary and down trotted stunning woman and her four
year old son; who did not understand any reason or rhyme for
this injudicious human crime.
She found an abandoned grocery cart ----on the third day,
And in it she placed their clothes, and their meager food supplies,
using an old blanket she found last night--- she hides them away.
They washed off at night in a gas station sink---- she didn't want
them to smell,
So it served them well.
“Mommy, what was that bad word the mean old man said?”
“The words was “Foreclosure” my Darling, but get that word
out of your head.”
“What does it mean, Mommy?”
“It means we have to leave our home, and find another
place to live.”
“But Mommy what about my kitty Tom, where will he stay---
what will he eat and where is the food they will give?”
“Miss Andrews is taking care of him, until we find another home,
My Darling, he will not be alone.”
Then her little man grew sleepy, and she carried him and pushed the cart
into a deserted car lot,
She looked around for the best spot.
When she found an old discarded car---she fixed the back seat for the night,
to let her son sleep until it was light.
She kissed him-- then positioned herself beside him and looked up into the
dark stormy sky,
As thunder roared and lightning struck near by---- the rain inundate the dirty lot,
only then tears of exasperation and sadness filled her beautiful green eyes,
she gave a sigh.
Morning brought a bright smile from her son, and warmed her jig-sawed heart,
She then said her morning prayers that God would not let anyone keep them apart.
She prayed: Lord, I thank you for keeping my son safe throughout the night,
And help me Lord to keep for him--- my spirit bright.
I know it is said you do not give us more than we can bear,
But Lord sometimes----I feel you have mistakenly given me an extra share.
Close Enough to Hear
Far off, but close enough to hear----stood man who had just left his limo parked on the lot,
Something bad had happened here, but he knew not what.
He could not believe his own eyes when he saw a beautiful woman,
kneeling with a little boy duplicating the position---by her side,
Her amazing beauty the dirt and dust could not hide.
He waited until her prayer was over, and then he approached the two,
His black hair sparkled as if kissed by the morning dew.
His blue eyes shined brightly with waiting tears,
As he walked stealfully towards them; ---trying not to cause fear.
“Mommy look---we prayed up an Angel---and he is here.”
She looked up into his eyes of blue---and her heart felt reborned cheer.
Not a word could she speak, as her green eyes looked into his blue eyes,
But all was not lost as her son produced very loudly cries.
“Mommy can I say that bad word ---the mean man shouted at us?
Yes, Mister he said “Foreclosure” and he did cuss.
He looked at her for confirmation, and the first time he heard her lovely voice,
His smile radiated her jig-sawed heart and sheared the broken pieces together
without her consent or choice.
“Where is your husband?” he asked her inquiringly,
“He died in Afghanistan, two years ago.” She replied without crying---surprisingly.
He took the boy to the limo in his arms, and hugged her before he put her in and
whispered for her ears only----I am taking you to my home,
Then we can talk and plan while my housekeeper takes care of all your needs
and you will never again be alone.
Her son asked, “Mister, Can we please get kitty Tom, from our neighborhood?”
And they all laughed as the limo went that way, and now they would be a family
it was happily understood.
And in a whispered voice she said, “Thank you, Lord.” and her jig-sawed heart was whole once more.
Love is a Fountain
Love is a Fountain
Love can inundate one’s heart,
To wash away any hurts and pain,
so lovers will never be apart.
Love is the highest mountain with its snowy peak,
All lonely climbers seek.
Love is glue that keeps a family together,
So they will survive any stormy weather.
So a drink from the “Love Fountain” is sweet and pure,
For life gives many trails that love can endure.
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