Sixty-Five Roses

A Poem By Damaris Ann // 9/30/2014

Sixty-five roses in a vase by a bed,
The thirtieth birthday of a loved father-head.
A foster dad, a favorite big brother, 
A good Christian man, a true and faithful warrior. 

With Cystic Fibrosis his lungs slave away, 
The Doc said he might live to his eighteenth birthday. 
His cheerful countenance is loved by all,
Many memories are made with him to recall. 

Who is this happy man that God has given to us? 
He is our own Josh, who we love, respect, and trust! 
"But how is he so happy, when sick all the time?"
"Because God is my strength!" Josh will always reply. 

Dear God, bless our own Josh with many more years!
Give him peace, give him joy, never sad gloomy tears.
May he live a year for every rose, clear to sixty-five,
And may his story forever testify, as it did throughout his life. 

Comments

Sweet.

Nice poem, Damaris :) Was this the person you were talking about on Erin's poems?
Good rhyming as well :)

Maddi | Mon, 10/06/2014

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

Thanks! No, he is the

Thanks! No, he is the foster-dad of the baby I'm holding in my picture, and he is a very special friend. I call him "Dad".
God bless you!

Damaris Ann | Mon, 10/06/2014

"It is the small temptations which undermine integrity unless we watch and pray and never think them too trivial to be resisted."
-Luisa May Alcott

Aw, Damaris, this is really

Aw, Damaris, this is really good! I can't believe I never read this before! I came right over after reading your comment.

May he live a year for every rose, clear to sixty-five,
And may his story forever testify, as it did throughout his life.

This is some very lovely and powerful imagery. Likening the number of roses to the years of his life was really clever and a lovely way to knit the poem together. Beautiful work! Hoping the best for your friend. :)

Madeline | Thu, 02/19/2015

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Thank you so much, Homey! It

Thank you so much, Homey! It is what I call my masterpiece poem. :) I don't think I'll ever be able to top it.
Thanks again for your sweet comment!

Damaris Ann | Thu, 02/19/2015

"It is the small temptations which undermine integrity unless we watch and pray and never think them too trivial to be resisted."
-Luisa May Alcott

Ditto to Homey!

Ditto to Homey!

Kassady | Fri, 02/20/2015

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
---
Write On!

Aww, thanks Kass! Y'all are

Aww, thanks Kass! Y'all are so sweet!

Damaris Ann | Fri, 02/20/2015

"It is the small temptations which undermine integrity unless we watch and pray and never think them too trivial to be resisted."
-Luisa May Alcott

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