Jim Yerman Poems

Yesterday we celebrated the life of a Rose…she lived to be 94.
We delighted in her life as we mourned the fact she's not with us anymore.

What struck us immediately were the photos of Rose as a child,
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I've seen children…young boys…walking arm in arm
their faces in identical grins
I've seen them laughing….playing, hugging
without questioning the different colors of their skin…
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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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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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We've shown contempt for our Mother Earth…
We throw garbage on her beach.
Into her air
and land
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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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It's funny how someone can light up your life as they brighten your morning too.
It's even funnier when it's someone you never met…someone you never knew.

I never new this little old man…never knew his name
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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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Everyone we meet whether a cause of joy or sorrow or strife
writes another chapter into our book of life.

I met Phil and Lee when they were in their eighties.
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They grew up dancing at a time when people danced arm in arm
when dancing had a mystique
when people held hands, twirled together
and loved dancing cheek to cheek.
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