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The Things I Never Had | A Poem by Jeanne Fiedler

The things I relearn, relearn
and relearn again
the lessons I could never
get in my head
come round again every
so many years
hoping that my brain
finally hears

For my mind is filled
with dreams and visions
deep profound thoughts and
spiritual inspirations
So many messages on their
blue winds
toss practical thoughts
and mundane things

The technical mechanics
boggling unrest
business as usual
mainstream of life
I fear that I’ll never
have toughness and presence
The thing proletariats live
for in essence

I miss the daylight
of ordinary life
love, babies, cats, dogs and birds
white houses, green lawns
The things most people
cherish the most
the dinners, baseball
the great wedding toast

In my older years
will I finally get
the basics of life
and how you should live it
We’re all different
the therapists say
Will I finally reach
the edge of my dark days

Will I get intact
and rise to a steady life
earning money wherever
have a family, a red car,
good friends
getting all kinds of things
that I earn
and receiving all the nice
parts of life I yearn

This has been troublesome
for me
I pray for all these
the coming of age
while my heart’s let
down and torn
I want to have what
everyone should
Love and life
that is simple and good


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