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Trust
When she was a little girl, her parents sent her to dancing lessons.
She did her lessons well. Her parents were young.
She was growing up with them. She looked up to them, and
believed what they said.
Being an only child she made many friends, she wasn’t lonely.
She adored her mother, she learned to cook, bake and do crafts
of all sorts. Her mother loved to garden, her father loved to golf.
All she learned was love. She loved her father, and golfed with him.
They became buddies. One day she learned they were moving.
Packed and did what she was told.
Her aunt took her for a ride with her belongings, and stayed
in an attic bedroom. Her mother and father never told her they
separated. They were silent. She asked her mother what had happened.
Her mother replied, we’ll talk another time.
Her father left without a hug, she didn’t see him for years.
What went wrong? He started another life. He never drew her
in. He remained a stranger.
Until her and her husband learned he was ill. His days were short.
She spent time with him. Her heart was broken. He was a stubborn
man, but in the end he was sorry. And God smiled at him.
She still adored him. They got to know his ways. And she had a
chance to say “I Love You,” so did he. Now all she has are
memories. Of all the love she learned and took with her in life.
Though now she is married, twenty-four years. She prays she
has another fifty, with her beloved.
© ~1997~ Joyce Ann Geyer
This poem was the first poem I ever wrote. It has been published
in four anthologies, and won a prize.
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