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My Quiet Place

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RSEvans
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since 10-23-1999
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Tulsa, OK, USA


0 posted 12-17-1999 01:19 PM       View Profile for RSEvans   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for RSEvans

Where do the days go, lost in the hue?
They used to pass so slow, now seldom do.
Where is the child that I used to know?
It's been a while since I felt that soul.
A message from heaven, graced with that smile
That carries a memory and simply beguiles
My baby boy, tanned and blonde
A favorite joy, my rages calmed.
He's growing up so fast, strong and tall
We've marked the days passed, upon the wall
Measuring his height and feeling each pain
Filling our lives with each passing day.
Perhaps I see the child I once was
In the face of my child, covered in dust
Beneath the skin, the smile the stare
Under the mass of childish cares
Lies a beautiful soul, rugged and strong
Without a foe, no right, no wrong.
How I envy his life, so free from care
He helps me in strife, and takes me there
That place in my mind, where my own child is
Where life is still kind, and everyone lives.
© Copyright 1999 Rob Evans - All Rights Reserved
Denise
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1 posted 12-17-1999 01:25 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

I too love that child's place 'where life is still kind and everyone lives'. Excellent poem, Rob.

 Denise


Michael
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2 posted 12-17-1999 01:59 PM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michael

I certainly can relate to this one.  I see so much of myself in Mikey...and for all the pleasure I take in watching him grow up - the days have streamlined into years.  Mikey still has that "innocense" about him though.  I cherish that in him.  Thank you for bringing such beautiful images to mind, Robert.


Michael
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3 posted 12-17-1999 02:28 PM       View Profile for hoot_owl_rn   Email hoot_owl_rn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit hoot_owl_rn's Home Page   View IP for hoot_owl_rn

Very nice, may we never lose the child within us  
Mayme David
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since 11-21-1999
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Carrollton, TX, USA


4 posted 12-17-1999 09:58 PM       View Profile for Mayme David   Email Mayme David   Edit/Delete Message     View IP for Mayme David

This poem brings back all the memories of that dear sweet innocent child that I bore.  He was the cutest little boy with such a loving personality.  He was always cheerful and without a care, always willing to love everyone within reach.  Such pleasant memories as I now see his son portray all the same characteristics as his father and the father portraying all the good characteristics of his dad.  The one I'm talking about here has his picture at the top of the page.  Funny how fast time does go by.  I am so proud of you son.  Keep up the good work of writing your feelings down.  I can see a big change in your thoughts and emotions since you have been posting in this forum.  This poem reflects all the feelings of a parent.

For God so loved the world, that He gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.  John 3:16


 Light hath power over darkness.
Elizabeth Santos
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5 posted 12-17-1999 10:11 PM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

Like father, like son. I can see where the son gets his love and beautiful thoughts. And I'm sure the grandfather also sees his own childhood in the grandson. Two generations benefit from one child's grace.
Liz
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6 posted 12-18-1999 01:09 AM       View Profile for Femme's Father   Email Femme's Father   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Femme's Father

The Eagle sits upon it's lofty perch..
And "eyes" the activity below--
Then upon great wings...
On the winds he flows--
His heart sends forth a loving cry..
To the ears of man  below--

A father, a son, a grandchild too...
Grand-dad and dad--
They have gone on..
And now there's only two--

And a Higher Power..
He calls the "shots"--
God fills in the blanks..
And He dots the dots--
When there's only two,
soon there'll be 3--
That puts it all back..
Like it used to be-
                        
So be patient my son..
And Let your "wisdom" see--
That soon your child..
A dad will be--
And the way you look at # 2--
Soon he'll look at # 3--  
......God Bless
   Merry Christmas!  " God holds everything
in His hands, and he never loses anything
that's His"             James David
                  

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poetFemmeFatale
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7 posted 12-18-1999 03:07 AM       View Profile for poetFemmeFatale   Email poetFemmeFatale   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for poetFemmeFatale

Oh wow - this was such a heartwarming poem, and then it just got better when I read what your mom wrote to you....and then my dad wrote his addition.....splendidly written, and so sweetly it speaks of Caleb.  Thank you so much for sharing this!  I caught it right in the nick of time, before it slipped off to pg. 2 !  hehe  You can thank me later - so back to the top it goes !!!!!

 - - - If I can just touch you once, then I feel I have accomplished what I am called to do...- - pFF

 
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