Tag Archives: her family

WHEN I GO “HOME”

WHEN I  GO “HOME”

Binghamton, where I grew up,

Slowly fades from mind…

That’s where my parents are buried,

No reasons or questions to find.

Basically ignored High school,

Growing up wasn’t much fun…

I cut across clique lines as a rule,

Never settled in just one.

The one former girlfriend I’d want to see

On Facebook, refused contact….

Differing politics probably,

I’m not  into Liberal “facts”.

Why ignore the rest of the crowd,

The wholesome people I knew…

Don’t really know except

That that hassle of life is through!

The “home” I have is really my wife’s.

The house in which she was born…

Traveling with her up there once a year

I cherish it every morn!

–Jonathan Caswell

MY FINAL WORDS….MAYBE….FOR THIS YEAR.

MY FINAL WORDS…MAYBE…FOR THIS YEAR!

 

The year doesn’t end today,

But the wife and I are driving away…

To her mountains to see

Her loved family,

Tomorrow should be the day!

On the thirtieth and thirty-first

Of December my job is rehearsed…

Returned from our bolt

And economic jolt,

We might be dining on liverwurst!

(The wife hates it–I can stand it fresh for a sandwich or two!)

Whatever our lot, we wish you well,

I’m resting my fingers a spell…

I’ll see you in a week,

We’ll be up near North Creek

Listening to a distant church bell.

 

Have a Merry Christmas….Happy Holidays….the quintessential Kwanza!?!

 

–Jonathan Caswell, “zee Poet””.