Our First Pregnancy
By Joeysguy

When we were young and before she was my wife
I didn’t know she was going to be the love of my life

I miss those special times that we had
I miss all the times so very bad

I don’t know where I found a talent to write poems late in my life
It must come from the woman I loved who was my wife

Over the years we have had arguments and called each other names
Like little kids playing silly games

In a picture of my wife the sun shines in her hair and makes it glow
To me she looks like my loving angel with a halo

Thinking back on our first pregnancy
That was hard for my wife and me

Some times she had morning sickness
At times she had made a mess

In that nine month period of time
She had fallen for the third time

My heart was divided in quarters
My wife my son and my two daughters

I think my heart will become whole
That day that my wife takes my soul

Mothers                                                        
By Joeysguy
Mothers are a gift from the heavens above
  All through life they share their love
Mothers are the greatest creation
  They are what they are and need no explanation
From that first day starts a new life of love and joy
  They do anything to protect their baby girl or boy
They walk around as proud as can be
  They want to shout look I have a life inside me
Bigger and bigger she gets as time goes by
  Some suffer from pain and they cry
There love is so strong that they can bear the pain
  They suffer and pray that it all was not in vain
The greatest day on earth has come
  With some pain and pushing you are now a mom
You have suffered a lot and sometimes cried
  But now it is over and with a baby at your side
Now the easy part is over and your baby is here to stay
  You become a doctor a lawyer different people everyday
You protect and raise them through the years
  With love joy and even some tears
Now their grown and its time for them to leave
  You think back over the years while you grieve
Even thou they are gone and hardly call you
  They may not write but they do love you
Mothers belong on a pedestal with the word rare
  From the first day till the last they always care
Mothers are and will always be
  The greatest any world will ever see
When it is her time to go to heavens place
  She is sent back to earth wearing a new face
Over and over a mother they be
  To give love to their new baby
Back and forth from heaven to earth
  With love and joy and giving birth
Mothers are not one of a kind
  They are all the same with love in mind
With love in there heart from heaven they come
  Before you move on let me say I love you mom

Precious Things
By Joeysguy

Finding out a father I was to become
My love, my wife to become a mom

In time being a father of three
They would be precious things to me

As a father I gave it my best
Protecting them in our little nest

Now my little three are all grown
They have precious things of their own

The most precious things in life
Your family, your children, your wife

Play Ball (Softball)
By Joeysguy

My daughters use to play softball
I wish I could have been to them all

Since my daughters don’t play anymore
I don’t have a team to cheer for

I do watch some games on the TV
The girls have lots of great energy  

When the girls are in the dugout
You can hear them cheer and shout

You can hear them chant and scream
To win a world series starts as a dream

For one team to lose comes sorrow
And they may not have a game tomorrow

I’ve seen many girls being sad
I can’t recall any of them getting mad

Lots of girls playing softball
Good luck to them all

Why I Volunteer at Meals on Wheels
By Joeysguy

Why I volunteer at Meals on Wheels,
I do it to help people receive meals.

I had to get a photo id
This is for the people’s safety

At first I thought of it as just something to do
After that first day I realized that wasn’t true

I deliver a meal to the elderly and I do it with care
Some of the elderly may be in a wheelchair

The hot food is carried in a hot insulated bag
The cold food is carried in a cold insulated bag

It’s a good feeling to volunteer  
The people appreciate that we care

I knock at the door and yell hello
I also check on them before I go

A stranger had said to me, thank you
She was thanking me for what I do

It’s a good feeling to volunteer
This is something we Americans do to show we care

Deaths Door
By Joeysguy

Every night I go to bed,
I could have one last thought in my head.

I have sleep apnea where I can lose my breath,
One night it could be the cause of my death.

There was a time my wife would hear my gasping for air,
My wife would roll me over or wake me out of fear.

Now alone without my wife,
Any night could be an end to my life.

I’m not afraid if I should die,
We will be together again my wife and I.

No one to hear me gasp or hear me snore,
No one here to keep me from deaths door.

Our Christmas tree
By Joeysguy

After we were married and Christmas would come near,
We would go buy a tree and my wife would dress it with care.

All through the holidays it stood straight and tall,
After the holidays I would drag it out through the hall.

I would drag it through the hall and down the stairs,
***** and lights breaking all the way, but who cares.

My wife would ask, are you crazy,
I would say no this way was easy and I was just lazy.

Year after year buying a new tree, new lights and *****,
End of the season and there I go dragging the tree through the halls.

When we moved to our own home we had a tree for Christmas day,
End of the season I opened the door and out went the tree the same old way.

My wife and daughters said I was crazy and no more,
No more will a tree go out the door.

The next year there was a fake tree on Christmas day,
After the season they told me to keep away.

The family would say how crazy and about the extra money,
My only thought that it was funny.

So every Christmas stands a fake tree,
No more trees out the door by me.