Saturday, December 10, 2016

Believing in Santa


Believing in Santa



By Joeysguy



At home it was just my mother and me

When I was a child we had a Christmas tree



That tree was about two feet tall

It was on top of the fridge against the wall



Mom would say, you have to be a good boy

And Santa would leave you a new toy



Christmas Eve he would come but then disappear

And he wouldn’t come again till the following year



I found out why there was only one toy for me

Because my mom didn’t have much money



As a child there were things I never knew

I found out about Santa not being true



Having a family with kids and a wife

Again Santa was back in my life



Telling my kids go to bed and turn down the light

If you want Santa to come tonight



Even our dogs got a toy and a treat

It would be a ball and something to eat



My wife and I were able to give the kids more

Some from Santa, most from a store



It’s been years since Santa came by

The kids grew up and my dogs did die



I haven’t had a Christmas tree in my house

Since the year that I lost my spouse



When I’m older and in my second childhood

Santa will come if I’m good



I’m asking only for my wife

To be with me for the little time left of my life

I'ts Just A Band-Aid


It’s Just A Band-Aid 



By Joeysguy



When I was small my mother had some tricks

She would say the band-aid was a quick fix



Using a band-aid to cover a scrape or cut

Keeping out the dirt and any smut



Some places I have trouble putting a band-aid on 

It’s only me, my wife is gone                                    



Recently a wasp had stung me

Confused, I looked to my wife to help me



I then remembered she is not here

Not sure of what to do gave me a little scare



I can put a band-aid on anywhere in front of me

I can’t put it on my back a place I can’t see



My wife wanted a band-aid on my mouth

Even my daughters say I have a bigmouth



I wish my mom taught me her tricks

I would swallow a band-aid, my heart needs a fix


My Empty Eyes


My Empty Eyes

By Joeysguy



Years back living in a full house

With kids, dogs and a spouse



One daughter even had white rats

My other daughter with her cats



You had to be careful so as not to fall

All over would be toys, maybe a ball



At times I would help to put the kids to bed at night

Giving them a kiss before turning down the light



I would stand the kids against the wall

Placing marks to show them getting tall 



The kids were getting older and will move out one day

That day came and they did move away



It became hard for my wife to walk or stand

It would help when I would take her hand



One day my wife had passed on

My last two pets are also gone



I never thought I would lose my spouse

Now it’s emptiness that fills my house



Each time I enter a room

They are filled with gloom



Empty is a space in the bed we did share

Empty at the kitchen table is her chair



We were bound together by the words, I do

With wedding bands and saying I love you



My eyes are empty and I can’t see

I can’t see my wife in front of me