Randy McClave Poems

As she took her feeble steps
One placed after another,
Before she was my child's grandma
She was my precious mother.
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As I sit at home in my chair
I think of her as she's not there
Remembering the talks that we once held
As we thought of no one, but only ourselves.
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To live our life without desire
To enter those days without a craving
Having nothing to search for or acquire
Would make our existence so depraving.
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She said that he was more of a man than me
Though he cheated and committed adultery
He does not work so he doesn't have a job
So all he knows to do is to lie and rob.
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As I work with the sweat upon my brow
As so to support my family my wife and child
I do for them, all that I can,
As GOD, he made me a man.
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As someday I will head towards the valley of death
I will not head there with any sorrow or regret
I will head there with a joyful and a peaceful soul
While knowing that in my life caring did flow.
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I don't care where I live my life
As long as I have you,
I don't care where my home is
As long as there is us two.
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I am done with all the fighting
And all the screaming and reciting
From your cheating and the denying
And all of the sins and your lying.
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If GOD had given man wings
As he did the angels upon their birth
Would Man be satisfied with the Earth below
Or would he neglect all and for GOD he would search.
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Dear Wife I write you this poem
As I have been told it would do me well,
To let you know what you have done to me,
And ask why you put me through all this hell.
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