Wednesday, July 1, 2015
by Curtis Johnson
Sunny sweaty days you gave to me.
Hot and humid nights you fed to me. Your dark and scary clouds frighten me.
Your thunder rolls and flashing lightning startled me.
With heavy rains you flooded the land. Your tornadoes blew like a mighty fan.
Your long twisting river could not be tamed. Only the strong ever survived your awful pain.
You gave to me the bitter and the sweet. Your long hard days caused me to weep.
In your cotton fields you made me work. Only heaven knows how you made me hurt.
In spite of you, my faith and hope grew deep.
Most of the lessons I learned never came cheap.
Education was the key, and ignorance was hard to beat.
Although I dislike the awful way you treated me, I miss the presence of your quietness, that I seldom see
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,memories,weather
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Some relationships can truly be considered 'love & hate' ones. For me, it's my relationship with the State of Mississippi