That Old Storm Door
For families whose sons and daughters chose another path...74 total reviews
Comment from aryr
This was indeed filled with fond memories of the passing years and the storm door. It was also a great or rather a fantastic tribute to the men and women who serve and of course their families. Very well done Yvette.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
This was indeed filled with fond memories of the passing years and the storm door. It was also a great or rather a fantastic tribute to the men and women who serve and of course their families. Very well done Yvette.
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
Thanx for the wonderful review, Alie -- so glad you found the understanding/ meaning I tried to put into this one!! ;) Take care and have a great weekend! ;) Yvette
-
You are most welcome Yvette
Comment from Loren .
So sweet and sentimental in a good way. Objects do hold memories, don't they? Like "if these walls could talk." I bet your blackboard at school would have a lot to say, too. Loren
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
So sweet and sentimental in a good way. Objects do hold memories, don't they? Like "if these walls could talk." I bet your blackboard at school would have a lot to say, too. Loren
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
Shhhhhh.... don't tell anybody: I traded in the blackboard for a whiteboard years ago, but I miss that ol' thing sometimes!! :) ;) Gotta tell ya, though, even though I used to buy the colored chalk... those brightly colored markers are AWESOME for explanations!! ;) :) Thanx for your review, sir and you be sure to have a wonderful evening! ;) :) Yvette
-
Well, when I was moderating such classes, my markers usually ran out of ink...a sure indication that the class wasn't getting it just yet :)
Comment from country ranch writer
Children grow up so fast it seems just like yesterday they were so small.Then they grow up and want to serve our conutry and then we are right back working over them once again.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
Children grow up so fast it seems just like yesterday they were so small.Then they grow up and want to serve our conutry and then we are right back working over them once again.
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
You are so very right about that one, ma'am - thanx for your review on this one! Always good to hear from you!! ;) )
-
Smiles
Comment from Mystic Angel 7777
This meets the contest requirements beautifully as you deliver a well penned Rhymed Verse. The content is absolutely delightful! I love the way in which you use the door as the framework to build a moving story of childhood into manhood. Good luck in the judging and thank you very much for sharing it.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
This meets the contest requirements beautifully as you deliver a well penned Rhymed Verse. The content is absolutely delightful! I love the way in which you use the door as the framework to build a moving story of childhood into manhood. Good luck in the judging and thank you very much for sharing it.
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
Oh, Angel... I cried when I wrote it, believe it or not!! I'm preparing to get my youngest out the door to college this weekend so, yeah, those feelings are hitting hard these days.... and the storm door just 'sang' to me when i sat down to try to find the words! ;) :) Thanx for the review, ma'am -- always good to hear from you! ;) Yvette
Comment from nomi338
It's funny how some of the things in our lives, like a door, can be used to mark the progression of time. Speaking of a young man returning home from military deployment. With a large degree of shame, I remember my annoyance with my mother when she told me to be careful as I prepared to go out on the town. I replied with self righteous anger, that I had been half way around the world, been on my own for four years and did not need my mother to try and baby me at my age. Of course, I have never been a mother, had never been a parent and so I did not realize how for four years she had agonized over her decision to allow me to go off to the military and serve in dangerous places where young men lose their lives every day. I had no idea of the joy she felt when her only son returned safely to her waiting and once empty arms. Mom, I am sorry.
reply by the author on 16-Aug-2019
It's funny how some of the things in our lives, like a door, can be used to mark the progression of time. Speaking of a young man returning home from military deployment. With a large degree of shame, I remember my annoyance with my mother when she told me to be careful as I prepared to go out on the town. I replied with self righteous anger, that I had been half way around the world, been on my own for four years and did not need my mother to try and baby me at my age. Of course, I have never been a mother, had never been a parent and so I did not realize how for four years she had agonized over her decision to allow me to go off to the military and serve in dangerous places where young men lose their lives every day. I had no idea of the joy she felt when her only son returned safely to her waiting and once empty arms. Mom, I am sorry.
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 16-Aug-2019
-
Oh, nomi, your review just touched my heart, sir! I am sure that somewhere in her heart, your mom knew those were just the words of her independent and headstrong young man... she cried some and then smiled because she had raised you just like she was supposed to: strong enough to stand up on your own two feet...we moms know that gentleness and true understanding come with age and experience! ;) ;) Thank you for the gift of those lovely stars, sir, and I am so glad to know that my words touched you! :) Take care and have a great weekend! ;) Yvette
Comment from Darlene Franklin
Yeah, you made me want to cry. Even before you got to him heading off the Marines. With my own dear son six months shy of 40 (where did time fly?) - those images are precious. And I appreciate your skillful use of rhyme.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
Yeah, you made me want to cry. Even before you got to him heading off the Marines. With my own dear son six months shy of 40 (where did time fly?) - those images are precious. And I appreciate your skillful use of rhyme.
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
Oh, Darlene... I cried when I wrote it, believe it or not!! I'm preparing to get my youngest out the door to college this weekend so, yeah, those feelings are hitting hard these days.... and the storm door just 'sang' to me when i sat down to try to find the words! ;) :) Thanx for the review, ma'am -- always good to hear from you! ;) Yvette
Comment from Diana L Crawford
Love this! such a beautiful tribute to memories! How time flies! This is perfectly rhymed and speaks volumes on love for a child. It is very hard for parents to watch a child go off to war. Thankfully, my son has never had to go. But during Vietnam, our family gave up my uncle who ended up being crippled as well as becoming a victim of agent orange. It was devastating for our family. We give up so much for our freedoms for sure. thanks for sharing this piece :) xoxo
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
Love this! such a beautiful tribute to memories! How time flies! This is perfectly rhymed and speaks volumes on love for a child. It is very hard for parents to watch a child go off to war. Thankfully, my son has never had to go. But during Vietnam, our family gave up my uncle who ended up being crippled as well as becoming a victim of agent orange. It was devastating for our family. We give up so much for our freedoms for sure. thanks for sharing this piece :) xoxo
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
Wow -- such a wonderful and heartfelt review, Diana -- THANK YOU!! ;) :) My youngest heads to college this weekend, but I've seen the faces of those who know that it's not just college where their 'babies' are headed... for some reason, I just felt compelled to write this one and the storm door just sang to me... (go figure why..?)! ;) So, we follow the muse and let our tears flow if they must (cuz mine did on this one!). Take care out there and have a great weekend! ;) Yvette :)
-
Yes I believe that?s what poetry is for. If we can?t move the hearts of people then what?s the sense in writing anyway! Poetry should never be boring as shit always being engaging! You know how to engage and move people with your writing! xoxo
Comment from Sugarray77
You have done a wonderful job in crafting this poem, Yvette. As a military mom, and the mother of two boys, it hit me right in the heart. So well done. Thanks for thinking this up and sharing it too. Good luck.
Melissa
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
You have done a wonderful job in crafting this poem, Yvette. As a military mom, and the mother of two boys, it hit me right in the heart. So well done. Thanks for thinking this up and sharing it too. Good luck.
Melissa
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
So very glad you enjoyed this one, Melissa, and that it struck a chord with you.... such is the greatest compliment that a poet can receive... Thank you! ;) ;) Take care and have a great weekend! ;) Yvette
Comment from Heather Knight
It must be heartbreaking for a mother to see her son join the military. Even if she's proud of him, the fear must be so numbing...
I love your poem and the way you tell it from the mum's perspective.
Thanks for sharing.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
It must be heartbreaking for a mother to see her son join the military. Even if she's proud of him, the fear must be so numbing...
I love your poem and the way you tell it from the mum's perspective.
Thanks for sharing.
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
You are so very right about that, Lady Maria -- they put up a strong front, but you can see the fear deep in those eyes... My last son's headed to college this fall, but at least it's just an American campus... :) ;) Thanx for your review, ma'am! ;) Take care! ;)
Comment from Bucketlist
A profound poem about the passing of time with our kids. Equally emotional is the military service and the waiting for their safe return. Your poetry always amazes me for its intensity. That's how you roll I guess , with an energetic sense of humor to boot. I don't have any green stars, but I wish you good luck in the contest.
Hugs, Trisha
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
A profound poem about the passing of time with our kids. Equally emotional is the military service and the waiting for their safe return. Your poetry always amazes me for its intensity. That's how you roll I guess , with an energetic sense of humor to boot. I don't have any green stars, but I wish you good luck in the contest.
Hugs, Trisha
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
-
Wow, Trisha -- your comments have truly lighted my day if not my week, ma'am! I am humbled to know that you read the intensity I do try to pour into many of my writes.... just never sure if any of that actually comes through, you kno? THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart!! ;) :) You be sure to have a wonderful weekend and take care up there! ;) ;) Yvette