Jim Yerman Poems

If I may be so bold…when you start to get a little old
you find yourself waking up in the middle of the night.
But for whatever reason…depending on the season
you may be treated to some fascinating sights.
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52 words written in 1787 and ratified in 1788 were meant to be a guiding light to make America great.

It began with certain concepts on the kind of country we should be.
With a hope these words would be self-evident throughout our history.
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There is a house across the street…
from now on I'll refer to it as she…
she's a house our family's loved..because we share a history.
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Parenting is like flying a kite…you do an awful lot of running around
using every breath you have to get your children up off the ground.

And you never feel prouder…remember how you grinned
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For many of us the holidays are happy times…it's when we smile, we laugh…we grin but for many others the holidays is when sorrow comes flooding in.

When the waters of sadness rise around them…as they are reminded of a death, they wonder how long they'll be underwater…how long they'll have to hold their breath.
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I am often amazed how quickly time flies by.
How so much seems to happen in the mere blink of an eye.

For there was a time, not that long ago
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There is a Cherokee proverb that can lead to our success or our downfall
It tells of how there is a battle of two wolves inside us all.

One of those wolves is evil…an evil wolf who cries
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When we hear the siren and see an ambulance we pull over and for a silent moment…we pray…for the people inside that ambiance….until the siren fades away.

Chances are we don't know the person hurt or the people helping on that particular day…and our world is only interrupted for a moment…until the siren fades away.
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This simple story I relate to you exactly as it unfurled…reminding me there is still pure beauty and innocence in the world.

A mother and her daughter entered the bookstore…at guessing ages I am poor…I know enough not to try to guess the mother's age…but her daughter was five…or maybe four.
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I believe nature is our teacher
that there are lessons in her trees...
in her flowers...
in her animals...
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