Thursday, September 23, 2010

Going Home

Going Home
by Michael A Gelb

I’ve heard it said that heaven is home
Is it true, is heaven considered home

If heaven is home I’ll be there some day
When will that day be I can’t really say

Lots of people there I will see
Only a few are waiting for me

I’ve had many dogs with me here
I guess I will see them again up there

My mother is waiting and so is my wife
I’ll be going home at the end of this life

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Joey's Guy

Joey’s guy
by Michael A Gelb

In 1962 my girlfriend changed my life
When she said I do and became my wife

My girlfriend taught me how to kiss
From girlfriend to wife to someone I terribly miss

We were married and brought together
I wanted us to be as one forever

We had two daughters and a son
After three children we were done

At times we use to take the kids to the park
It was something we didn’t do after dark

My wife passed without a goodbye
And to this day I could still cry

I look at pictures of my wife
That’s all I will have for the rest of my life

I can remember kissing her hand
Now on a neck chain I kiss her wedding band

She raised her family with love
Now my wife is in heaven above

At times my poems make me cry
They help me to be Joey’s guy

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

American Brave

American Brave
by Michael A Gelb

To our brave for over all the years
For you some of us have shed tears
To you servicemen and women, who served and still serve
I say thank you, which you greatly deserve
You fight to protect our American way
You put your life on the line everyday
You protect the colors of our flag
Some of you come home in a body bag
You protect our flag of stripes and stars
Some of you come home with battle scars
Included are the people of 9/11 who died
The volunteers, the relatives and the people cried
I’m sorry to the families of the brave
Their sons and daughters who’s life they gave
We are Americans of this great country
Again thanks to all the Military

Why I Volunteer at Meals on Wheels

Why I Volunteer at Meals on Wheels
by Michael A Gelb

Why I volunteer at Meals on Wheels,
I do it to help people receive meals.
I had to get a photo id
This is for the people’s safety
At first I thought of it as just something to do
After that first day I realized that wasn’t true
I deliver a meal to the elderly and I do it with care
Some of the elderly may be in a wheelchair
The hot food is carried in a hot insulated bag
The cold food is carried in a cold insulated bag
It’s a good feeling to volunteer
The people appreciate that we care
I knock at the door and yell hello
I also check on them before I go
A stranger had said to me, thank you
She was thanking me for what I do
It’s a good feeling to volunteer
This is something we Americans do to show we care

Friday, August 13, 2010

Our Christmas Tree

Our Christmas tree
By Michael A Gelb

After we were married and Christmas would come near,
We would go buy a tree and my wife would dress it with care.
All through the holidays it stood straight and tall,
After the holidays I would drag it out through the hall.
I would drag it through the hall and down the stairs,
Balls and lights breaking all the way, but who cares.
My wife would ask, are you crazy,
I would say no this way was easy and I was just lazy.
Year after year buying a new tree, new lights and balls,
End of the season and there I go dragging the tree through the halls.
When we moved to our own home we had a tree for Christmas day,
End of the season I opened the door and out went the tree the same old way.
My wife and daughters said I was crazy and no more,
No more will a tree go out the door.
The next year there was a fake tree on Christmas day,
After the season they told me to keep away.
The family would say how crazy and about the extra money,
My only thought that it was funny.
So every Christmas stands a fake tree,
No more trees out the door by me.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Death Door

Deaths Door
by Michael A Gelb

Every night I go to bed,
I could have one last thought in my head.

I have sleep apnea where I can lose my breath,
One night it could be the cause of my death.

There was a time my wife would hear my gasping for air,
My wife would roll me over or wake me out of fear.

Now alone without my wife,
Any night could be an end to my life.

I’m not afraid if I should die,
We will be together again my wife and I.

No one to hear me gasp or hear me snore,
No one here to keep me from deaths door.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Children

Children
by Michael A Gelb

I can only write this from a male side
As a husband and father with pride.
After a man and a woman say the words I do
You may be thinking of children to.
After your wife gets pregnant thinking of a girl or boy
At the end of the term you will have a bundle of joy.
Children need love and care so does your wife
Whatever the cost from your own life.
Take care of your wife, and your children also
With a great deal of love and support they will grow.
A good way to write your future is in your name
Treat them right and good and they will do the same.
Children are what we need
Without children no reason to succeed.
Lost money, dropped candy you can replace
How do you do wrong and look into your child’s face.
Do good things treat your family well and be proud
Your children will love you and see you glow in a crowd.
Children are beautiful and fragile and small
With your help and love they will grow strong and tall.
You should protect the children from that first day
Your children should be loved and should grow up okay.
If you’re a good father as good as you can be
Your children should be as proud of you as they can be.
Time can pass by so fast like in the blink of an eye
Before you know it time will pass by.
Your children will carry you into the future
Your children are your future.