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Two Poems from our Narrative Poetry Collection

 
 
ONE DAY IN NOVEMBER
   
Author: Mary Shovlin
   
Poem:
ONE DAY IN NOVEMBER
   
  ONE DAY IN NOVEMBER
The beggar on the street
The prisoner in his cell
The sick one in hospital
The old lady in church
The youngster doing drugs
The harlot on 7th Avenue
The widow at the grave
The orphan on his own
The friendless
The homeless
The alcoholic
The poor
I met you today.
I met Christ today.
©Mary A. Shovlin November 1990/July 2003


   
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CHILDHOOD
   
Author: Mary Shovlin
   
Poem: CHILDHOOD
   

Playing doctors with lollipop sticks
Making arrows out of sticks
Swimming baths and long picnics
Hide and Seek and Kick the Can
Hunts and Meetings oh how we ran!
Dashing through fields, playing war games
Running through schemes, having pretend names
Making our way through the 'jungle' to the Palm Beach
Playing at school, it was a fight who would teach!
The days of my childhood seem like a dream ....
Dark winter's morning, going to school
Steaming coats, lighted classrooms, playing the fool
Delving into the world of books
Catty comments on children's looks
Fights in the playground, getting the strap
Getting student teachers into a flap!
Cuts, scrapes, bumps and bruises
have a good cry
No wasted effort on a sigh
The days of my childhood seem like a dream ....
It seems like the sun always shone
In the days of my childhood
Always having fun
Life seemed so good!
One long summer holiday
Although bad times must have occurred
Pushed to the back of your mind
The days of my childhood seem like a dream.
© Mary A. Shovlin 2001

 
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