Ronnie N. Lee

Sedalia, Missouri, USA

I have been writing poetry before early teens. Although yet unpublished I wrote a novel at the age of eleven. I'm a graduate of Longridge Writers School. As a Director of Field Testing, I travel extensively throughout the United States. I've had poetry published locally and with the National Library of Poetry. I have started P.M.A.C.(Poem A Month Club) in which I send new members a new poem each month. It was started for the purpose of an inexpensive gift for elderly, shut ins, and any one just enjoying poetry. Writing poetry brings my thoughts to paper for others to enjoy.

Remember When

Doctors made house calls and people smiled a lot
A dime was a fortune to a kid
Jokes were funny, but dirty they were not
Divorce was something celebrities in Hollywood did.
Glue was for pasting, not sniffing
Grass was something to be mowed
Coke was a five cent drink, not fifty
And kids walked wherever they had to go.
Hardware was a store to shop in
And appliances outlived their guarantee
Only women wore earrings
And butchers gave you soup bones for free.
Bathing suits left a lot to ones imagination
Hell was a dreaded inferno, not a loosely used word
People believed in their Country and Constitution
"Riot and Revolution" just wasn't heard.
Holidays were observed on the day that they fell
And all stores closed every Holiday
Teenagers thought sex was the number after five, just mispelled
And five cents sent a letter plus a postcard on its way.
People wore their Sunday best to Church
Families stayed and prayed together:received comfort from within
For happiness you need not search
Ah, those were the days my friend.

It Doesn't Get Any Easier To Say Goodbye

It doesn't get any easier to say goodbye
Each time I come to see you
This morning I started to cry
As if it was the natural thing to do.
My only daughter and grandson
Living so very far away
I feel so very alone
When I go on my way.
I feel pain in my heart
As I said a tearful goodbye
It hurts each time we part
I guess grown men do cry.
The Air Force has taken you
Even though for only four years
But grandma and grandpa are blue
And continue to shed tears.
The Lord only gives what we can endure
Or this is what everyone says
For me, today, I am unsure
As I go on my way.
As my vision blurs in my eyes
I silently say a prayer
Sadly I begin to cry
If you were only there.
A fathers' love is deep and true
And a mother misses you also
So for a daughter and a grandson too
Our love we want you to know.