something old...this poem is dedicated to my Grandfather...I never got to know the strength of his character because we lost him to soon...enjoy...
Smokey warm beers
Drank in air conditioned sheds,
Away from warm houses and nagging wives.
Brimmed caps pulled on baldheads,
Sweat soaked shirts,
Wasp stings, tractors, cowlicks,
Unrelenting farmlands.
Standing strong and working hard.
The silhouette of a man in the distance.
"...you are a daughter of Kings!" (Aragorn to Eowyn in LOTR2)
About Me
- Melissa
- I'm a Christian who loves Christ with all her heart. I love to laugh, I love to cry (sometimes), I love to feel deeply. I want the road bendy & the windows rolled down. I want all the wick & wax gone. I want to live with reckless abandon. I want to have deep, authentic intimacy with others. My hope and prayer is that I will effect & be effected. This journey is my own!
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