Jean Evans Poems

There's a girl I know and I wish you could,
For this girl I know is fun-loving, smart, and a heart full of good.
Her big blue eyes remind you of a warm spring sky,
Her smile so bright can light the dark of a moonless night.
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♥ DON'T CRY.. ♥

♣ MY DADDY TOLD US BEFORE HE SAID GOODBYE,
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Sixteen years ago to the day,
A child was born, a little girl babe.
She stole the hearts of everyone she met,
And in their hearts, she has been so closely kept.
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I loved you because you were my friend,
I love you now and I loved you then.
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Month number one, that's where I'll begin,
Doctors say right now, I'm only as big as the end of a pen.
Month number two, you can't feel me,
After all, I'm no bigger than a little pea.
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Some women need diamonds and flowers to fill their life,
But you gave me everything when you made me your wife.
For diamonds often get lost and flowers they fade,
But the love we share is here to stay.
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This poem was written about the most fascinating woman in the world
to me. My Mom. She was so much more than just a mom and a wife, as if that wasn't enough, she was also a grandmother, great-grandmother, a wonderful friend to anyone whom had the pleasure of meeting her. She was a devoted Christian above all things. She is the Mom of a Soldier Son I wrote about, but most of all she was and is my Gaurdian Angel...I love and miss you Mom! !

♥ My Angel, My Mom♥
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There are so many things people need to say,
But they just let it go until it's too late.
So many words unspoken and never get heard,
Too afraid of the pain, too afraid of the hurt.
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I find myself drawn to things that remind me of him and you,
Like the sparkling stars and the big bright moon.
The twilight sun going down and the breaking of every dawn,
An old fixer-upper car and the country road it's on.
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I love to cuddle under a blanket snug in my bed,
With the musical sound of rain drops playing over my head.
The rain drops down in a rhythm of sheer bliss,
As the lightning flashes a show of stage lights through my window glass.
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