The Father and The Mother
Your name was known before your mother uttered it
His work was done
Hers had just begun
His works would come
Hers were to keep
His words were written
Hers were learned.
His he gave her
Too you, Hers were understood
Fight ensued
Fight progressed
Fight
Fight
Fight
She prayed and prayed for you
he fought and fought
Father & Mother prayed
I have lost my life
Life to the world
Worldly thoughts diminish
I have won my life in Him through Her.
Written by
Dale Edward Van Oxon
teasasue commented on The Father and The Mother
08-16-2009
1990lh commented on The Father and The Mother
08-15-2009
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| It Is Your Choice | 7 | 08/15/2009 |
| How does one find words to beat his wife | 15 | 08/15/2009 |
| The knife | 4 | 08/15/2009 |
| The Father and The Mother | 2 | 08/15/2009 |
| The Expectant Death | 5 | 08/15/2009 |
| Marriage | 4 | 08/15/2009 |
| When One Says to Another | 4 | 08/15/2009 |
| The Dreaming | 4 | 12/28/2009 |
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