More Lioness' Poetry
The following poem I wrote for my Mom for Mother's Day, 14May95 and would like to share with you all.
"Life"
I'm safe and warm in my mother's womb;
And my time of arrival is coming soon.
I'm glad she decided to keep me!
What does she look like? I wanna see!
Its' really getting quite crowded in here.
Oh well, I guess "The Time" is getting near.
My mom, she's talking to me and it sounds so good.
I can feel here hand = I want to touch it - If only I could!
Her voice is wonderful and really great;
I'm anxious to meet her - I can hardly wait!
It's getting really tight in here; I don't think I'll stay much longer.
I'm growing and getting much stronger!
Ouch! I think I fell and bumped my head!
"The baby's coming", Is that what my mom said?
What an ordeal! I think I'm being squeezed too tight!
But wait; there is a tunnel and up ahead a small light!
Mom, this is it, and I'll finally get to meet you!
Go ahead, push, I'll make my way thru!
What is this?? It's cold out here!!
Where's my mom? I need her near!
Hey mom! Where did you go?
I'm afraid!! They're wrapping me up - Yes! In mom's arms I'm laid.
Mom? You're crying, what is wrong?
Aren't you happy to meet me?
The time's been so very long!!
It's nice and cozy and warm in your arms.
And I have a feeling you'll keep me from harm.
I've got so much learning to do.
But it will get done; Just me and you!
After all this I'm really sleepy;
But first I hope3 you know, I love you deeply!
After all these months and labored hours;
This moment I cherish, for it is just ours!
In mom's arms I feel so secure.
She's got a lot of love; I'll be safe; I am sure!!
Now many years have passed since that miracle event.
I wonder just where all those years have went.
Swiftly they have all flown by;
And mom was there when I laughed or cried.
The bond we have is, Oh so deep!
I pray to God more years we'll keep.
Mom, I'm tired now and need to rest;
But remember, Mom;
I always thought you were the best!
written by Chris Christmas O'Steen
The following poem I wrote for my brother, "Tommy" on his "40th" birthday
"Someone Dear"
On September twenty-five nineteen and fifty five;
It was at 12:55 on Sunday, you did arrive.
I don't remember much, for I was kinda small.
You were kinda strange to me - not like my baby dolls!
Childhood memories I still hold in my heart.
We fought and played; but "growing up" that is a part!!
Special to me you are "little brother";
For if I could have picked - I'd pick no other!
We go back quite a few years.
Shared joys and sorrows and shed some tears.
How incomplete my life would be;
If God hadn't sent me my brother, "Tommy".
I know my love doesn't often show.
But in your heart, I think you know.
If the clocks we could just turn back.
We could make up for all the things we lack.
Our past, our present, our future we all play a part.
And I'm glad I have this chance to say what's in my heart.
I love you and I'm proud you're my "baby brother";
And after all these years;
I'd still pick no other!!
written by Chris Christmas O'Steen
"Family"
Family is like a warm cozy fire.
A mother's love, that never tires.
Childhood memories of laughter and tears.
Brothers and sisters, sharing triumphs and fears.
An unselfish love given from mom and dad.
Teenagers' worries and their "Gosh awful Fads"!
Family means a mother's loving smile;
She has faith in you, through your life's trials.
Family is your very own cheerleading squad.
It's giving and taking and having faith in God.
Family is sacrifices made and sacrifices lost;
No matter what the tribulation;
No matter what the cost!
A shoulder to lean on when you feel blue.
Family encouragement, meant just for you.
Being able to know there's someone to rely on;
A togetherness and an unconditional bond.
Family's a security that never goes away;
And a gathering of loved ones on special holidays.
Family is an undying love all thru life;
And all this begins;
When a man takes a wife!
written by Chris Christmas O'Steen
"Dreams"
I hear the rain spattering on my window;
And my head sinks further into my pillow.
Oh, if I could just go back to sleep;
But from this bed, I have to leap!
It would be better just to lie here and close my eyes;
And let the gentle raindrops sing their lullabies!
It's tempting to stay in bed all day;
And pull up the blankets and here, I'll stay!
But life isn't as easy as all that;
Reality isn't easy and that's a fact!
To do as I want would be fine with me;
Take it easy, lay back and do nothing, you se!
Wishing away my life isn't good, you know.
So, I'll cross my fingers and Hope for--
Lotto!!!
written by Chris Christmas O'Steen
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