Marilyn Lott Poems

Pumpkins in the pumpkin patch
Their colors bright and bold
Biting frost on everything
As a transformation unfolds.
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Father Flannigan is responsible
For a special home for poor men
He had a heart of gold, you see
And that’s how it all began
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I'll bet you've never gone
To a Kiwi type of farm
It's really quite an experience
So unique with all its charm
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You know, there are many folks
When they see a cotton gin
Can say, "I remember that...'
Telling stories from way back when
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Uneasiness filled the air
As a stranger rode into town
Tension was stretched so thin
It was felt by everyone around
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If you go outside my friend
You’ll take your life in your hands
For if you slip and fall on ice
It will hurt so much when you land
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It came in without concern for others
It didn’t matter to whom it would offend
It was rude and cold and mean
A wintry blast is what nature sent
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There is one thing we can’t avoid
And that, my friend, is weather
It is usually unpredictable
As the clouds began to gather
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I read the sadness in your lines
They make me want to cry
I wish for peace for you, my friend
I wish you didn’t want to die
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I don't think there is anything
That I look more forward to
Than a delicious splash of spring
Perhaps you feel that way too
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