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    dots Submission Name: Just you and medots
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    Author: D McDaniel
    ASL Info:    60/M/CT
    Elite Ratio:    5.57 - 266/222/62
    Words: 167
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
    Total Views: 971
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       Just you and me…

    Just you and me was written for the mother of a young man named Jason, who had just died at 27 years of age. He had been in the “Boys” scouting group at our church that I was part of 17 years ago, and I remember that he and his mother, who was a single parent escaping to Connecticut from California, were especially close.

    I was recently blessed, by being able to read it at Jason’s funeral. After reading it, his mother said that it was the most beautiful poem she had ever seen, and as she and I looked at Jason in the coffin together, she said to me… “That’s the man he became!”


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    When I was a boy, you’d look at me,
    and wonder what a man I’d be.

    You’d lift me up when I was down,
    and turn to smiles my every frown.

    We’d play alone, just you and me,
    ‘cause we were two, instead of three.

    My cuts and scrapes you’d always fix,
    and always laugh when I played tricks.

    Through silly, sad, or serious,
    they all could see that it was us…

    Just you and me!

    But, I was a boy, and I’d look at you,
    and feel your love that was so true.

    So every day, the world would see,
    some change that you had made in me.

    I’d feel the tears roll down your cheek,
    when times were bad, or they got bleak.

    And I’d lift you up when you were down,
    and turn to smiles your every frown.

    ‘Cause, as a boy you looked at me,
    and wondered ‘bout the man I’d be.




    Submitted on 2005-12-30 07:02:17     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This is a very moving poem. Very nicely written and expressed. I can relate to this poem in a way that probably not many can. My dad was only 26 when he was killed in the military. As I read this I could picture my grandmother and him together as he was growing up and I could apply this to their relationship. To this day she still mourns his loss and it has been 29 years since he died. Losing a child at such a young age is devestating. I learned this from my grandmother and the pain she has lived with since he was killed. This is a lovely poem. I am sure it would touch anyone who has been through a similar situation. Very nicely done indeed. Take care.

    Lorna
    | Posted on 2006-04-11 00:00:00 | by lmz | [ Reply to This ]
      What a moving, emotional poem!!
    This is what every parent would love to hear from one of their children.
    I agree with Steve! I'd give it a #10!
    Very beautiful piece...

    Smiles,
    ~Linda
    | Posted on 2006-03-24 00:00:00 | by AlabamaFarmGirl | [ Reply to This ]
      I can only imagine how happy you made his mother...
    with your honest words...and that is the key here...
    honesty...no flowery tribute ...just the truth...
    that makes this real and accessible...
    you have kept him alive with this one...
    not many people could bring a person back to life with there words...
    simply moving..
    Swanne
    | Posted on 2006-03-16 00:00:00 | by Swanne | [ Reply to This ]
      You got me with your heart-wrenching description and then with this tear-jerking piece, it's too much I've got to go hug my mother right now.

    In Tears,
    Jermaine.
    P.S. Good write.
    | Posted on 2005-12-30 00:00:00 | by Flowerinbloom | [ Reply to This ]
      this poem is about your feelings toward your mother. Times change you grow up. Things aren't the same and you aren't coddled as much. I thought the rhyming scheme was kind of plain but your message was received loud and clear.
    | Posted on 2005-12-30 00:00:00 | by Fraser | [ Reply to This ]
      Donn, WOW!!

    This was so moving! Just beautiful!!
    What a lovely tribute to Jason and his mom.
    Every thing came together the meter, rhyme the content.

    It was so touching how he comforted her in the same way she comforted him.

    As far as I'm concerned this is publishable!!

    Steve

    | Posted on 2006-03-05 00:00:00 | by SHRINKSDR | [ Reply to This ]
      I loved the poem! It reminded me of my mom and how she raised 5 kids alone and for years, it was just "us" in this world. It moved me to tears for this mother. I too have lost a child, and know the pain is like no other. I'm happy you were happy able to read this at his funeral. I'm sure she cherished that kind act very much. Your flow was good and the rhyming was good. I will fav this.

    Maggie
    | Posted on 2006-04-20 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ]


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