Just jot it January : Day 2 : January 2nd Boisterous~Dan Antion thank you Dan for the prompt and Linda for the #jusjojan.
James was such a boisterous child
His shenanigans drove his parents wild.
Running here shouting there
Caused his parents to loose their hair.
James was not popular at a party
His gay abandon was too hearty
Mum and Dad hoped it was true
That he would calm down as he grew.
James was so full of fun and life
His biking and tree climbing caused strife
He was a frequent flier in A and E
But he was loved, that was plain to see.
James gave his parents quite a fright
When he suddenly changed over night.
Of a sudden he became quiet and calm
Bringing a Sweetheart home on his arm…………
Jimmie jnr was another boisterous child
His shenanigans drove his parents wild. !!
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Author: willowdot21
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light.
My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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And that’s exactly how a child should be! Beautiful poem.
Yes I totally agree, thanks for reading 💜💝
Ha! Cute! I love it sis!
It’s just like my eldest son, changed the names to protect the not so innocent. 💜💜💜💜
Perfect sis! ❤
Love it. Very clever.
Thank you I am glad you like it 🌹
Super cute Willow! I love the pocture too, that he has on an aviator outfit. It’s jusr right for your boisterous character!
Hi it great to see you back 😁 the poem was based on my eldest son, named changed of course! He was such a busy lad I like to say a sign of intelligence! He is nearly 45yrs now. You would still know he is around 💜 I liked the photo too. 💜
Simply wow👏👏
Thank you so glad you liked this poem 😉
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