Two Dollar Bills
Why do you want the poem written?
I lost my father four years ago to a massive heart attack. I lost my mother to a stroke a month ago. I was going through my parents' things and found something special that meant a lot to me and my siblings. My parents would give me and my sister and brothers "TWO DOLLAR BILLS" in our Christmas Stockings. I found the "TWO DOLLAR BILLS" and would like to give them my siblings as a surprise Christmas gift. I will give one "TWO DOLLAR BILL" to each of us. To myself, to my sister Ann and my brothers, Kevin and Danny, as a remembrance of our parents'love.
I would like the poem to talk about...
Here's Your Poem, Nancy...
TWO DOLLAR BILLS
- A tale of love for Christmas
We never had much growing up,
but we had each other and lots of love;
we were rich in so many ways,
we were blessed by the heavens above.
Our father always worked two jobs,
to get us through school and to have that little bit more;
and we know the value of our parentís sacrifice,
I guess thatís really what these words are for.
Mother was famous for her devilled eggs and turkey soup,
never have you feasted on such fabulous fare;
and although we knew times were tough,
we always had a lot of love to share.
And when we lost our father four years ago,
it was very difficult and it hit us hard;
I struggled to find a reason,
at times I felt weary and a little bit scarred.
I think mother also missed him so very much,
and she too couldnít wait to be by his side;
but now when I think of them both together once more,
I do so with an enormous sense of pride.
Because they were always there for us,
and Christmas will never be the same again;
maybe not until we are all once more together,
some day in the future, sometime when.
I feel fortunate to have known our parents,
and to know just what a parentís love is worth;
and now thereís just the four of us,
the four of us left on this planet earth.
But the bond we have is unbreakable,
and the memories we have will never die;
our parents live on in each and everyone of us,
I need to explain that (or at least Iíll try).
You see, our parents gave us wings,
they taught us to soar and to leave the nest;
and of all parents in this world,
we all know that we had two of the best.
And Iíll never forget our Christmas times,
especially that feeling on Christmas Eve;
Dad with his food, Mom with her eggnog,
and we went to sleep with a dream to believe.
And when we woke from our fitful slumbers,
there was always that expectant look on your face;
we always knew where to look for our presents,
because Santa always left them in our special place.
And when we were very young,
Santa gave us fruit and two dollar bills to spend;
and that indeed, is a special memory,
you may think that's where this story would end.
But those dollar bills are a symbol of who we are,
they represent who we are today;
because indeed, they represent our parentís love,
and now I do have just one last thing to say:
I have a two dollar bill for each of us,
four two dollar bills, each one of a kind;
because I know our love is so very precious,
so rare, so treasured and so very hard to find.
Copyright Allen Jesson 2003
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