Biography of Jean Evans
Hello everyone, welcome! In case you are wondering, I am not ashamed of my age, I just don't like to give out too much information. I will say that I am a mother of 3 wonderful little boys and have been happily married for a most joyous 18 years.
I come from a small town in West Virginia where for the most part we are morally concerned about our selves and our families. We hold our God and our country highest in our every day lives. If you mess with either one of those or with our family then the best we can do is pray that God will have mercy on you and show you the way. I think people in general are for the most part good and hope that they will be bless by God in their lives the same way I have.
Thanks to anyone and everyone who may come across one of my poems and read them. God Bless You ALL! !
Jean Evans Poems
♥ DON'T CRY.. ♥ ♣ MY DADDY TOLD US BEFORE HE SAID GOODBYE,
A Girl I Know
There's a girl I know and I wish you could, For this girl I know is fun-loving, smart, and a heart full of good. Her big blue eyes remind you of a warm spring sky, Her smile so bright can light the dark of a moonless night.
Sixteen years ago to the day, A child was born, a little girl babe. She stole the hearts of everyone she met, And in their hearts, she has been so closely kept.
I Loved You, I Love You
I loved you because you were my friend, I love you now and I loved you then.
What Your Unborn Child Might Be Thinking
Month number one, that's where I'll begin, Doctors say right now, I'm only as big as the end of a pen. Month number two, you can't feel me, After all, I'm no bigger than a little pea.
For The One I Love
Some women need diamonds and flowers to fill their life, But you gave me everything when you made me your wife. For diamonds often get lost and flowers they fade, But the love we share is here to stay.
♥ My Angel, My Mom♥
This poem was written about the most fascinating woman in the world to me. My Mom. She was so much more than just a mom and a wife, as if that wasn't enough, she was also a grandmother, great-grandmother, a wonderful friend to anyone whom had the pleasure of meeting her. She was a devoted Christian above all things. She is the Mom of a Soldier Son I wrote about, but most of all she was and is my Gaurdian Angel...I love and miss you Mom! ! ♥ My Angel, My Mom♥
'Things Remind Me'
I find myself drawn to things that remind me of him and you, Like the sparkling stars and the big bright moon. The twilight sun going down and the breaking of every dawn, An old fixer-upper car and the country road it's on.
There are so many things people need to say, But they just let it go until it's too late. So many words unspoken and never get heard, Too afraid of the pain, too afraid of the hurt.
I love to cuddle under a blanket snug in my bed, With the musical sound of rain drops playing over my head. The rain drops down in a rhythm of sheer bliss, As the lightning flashes a show of stage lights through my window glass.
'Sweet Melodies By Moonlight'
She works all day in that downtown bar Packin beer and shots arm in arm She hustles through the crowd of wondering hands And as they pour on the charm she says, 'I have a man'
I had to return a gift today, it was given to me from God above, You see it was only a gift to borrow, a gift of God's unselfish Love.
The Bestest Mommy
I don't know a lot about the world you see, 'Cause six years old is the age of me. Though there are some things I can tell you, They maybe simple, but they are true.
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Her hair was up in a pony tail,
her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,