Jeannie

Lyrical, and I do sing it in the bath. About my friend Jeannie, who appears now and then in dreams. My ten year old pal. Simplistic and through the eyes of a ten year old. An oldie.

Jeannie came a calling,

she called for me last night,

Just as I was drifting,

she filtered back in sight.

Running through my night dreams,

she took me by surprise,

standing with her skipping rope,

with laughter in her eyes.

Jeannie was an only child,

she didn't need to share.

Her Mum and Dad had so much time,

with plenty more to spare.

Sadly I felt jealous, 

having rotas for my turn,

seeing her through my green eyes,

my cheeks would sometimes burn.

Jeannie lived adjacent,

our homes were really near.

Such a pretty, happy child,

her life was full of cheer.

Her Mum and Dad adored her,

arranging all our play.

After tea and in the park,

for games we met each day.

But then the spell was broken,

her Mum got sick and died,

her grief was overwhelming

and often she would cry.

Her house became so empty,

devoid of joy and song,

how she loved our noisy home 

and all the busy throng.

Only three months later,

they moved to Morecombe Bay.

For a while we kept in contact,

but letters went astray.

I missed my friend so dearly

and all the fun we had,

recalling then my envy,

which often left me sad.

Reviews

[¿]

Jeannie might also remembers you and treasures the memories of yours and hers golden moments....Our mild jealousy not always harms us but harms the one we envy to make us realize what awful or unpleasant we'd wished for knowingly or unknowingly....
I pray that you and Jeannie get to meet someday...and you both be safe.
Love and hugs...Take care :)

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Tahsin. I hadn:t thought about that. She may well think about me as well every now and again. That's a really nice thought.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful story shared in the poetry dear Chris. Good days and good friends never forgotten. Our dreams can bring back the good days and the good faces. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Coyote. It is good to remember how people have touched our lives.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Chris.

[john l smith]

the innocence of youth so easily shattered
sad little story

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Dave. It was a terrible shock when Jeannie's mum died. For a while I thought it might happen to my mum too.. Thirty one was far too young.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i, too, bet she thinks often of you. It is those times you share...always, those will never go away...
Even if we lose touch...the memories link.

[Chris Shaw]

That's a really nice thought to think she might also remember me after all these years. Thank you Jacob.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

i enjoyed the reading..the lilt of steady rhythm and rhyme ... and this child's story makes me feel good .. her innocence and honesty precious beyond pricing ;) for me...she is allowed her little envy ;) good friends both old and new well worth the memory ..trying to revive such friendships does not usually work says i ... we all move away and move on ... if we can retain just one friend, even tho distant, it is a big blessing .. but even then it is not the same ... so happy to have read this today Chris!
E.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Mr E for your lovely review. I doubt if we will ever meet again. It is sufficient that we have history and memories. Hope all is good with you.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

yep ... love peace and joy Christine :)

[Dave]

I agree with Tahsin - it might very well be that Jeannie remembers and misses you much the same as you miss her. If its' not to difficult it might be worth the effort to try to reach out to her. Think of how grand it would be to have your friendship rekindled.

Take care - Dave

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Dave. The memories are enough. It's a nice thought that Jeannie may also remember me fondly.

Chris

[Mark]

Friendships of old, and days gone by. While sometimes melancholy, as we keep them alive in memory, they are never truly lost . A nice read, Chris...

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Mark for your kind response.

Chris

[LazerRays]

Fates are a confusing bunch... First giving happiness then yanking the carpet underneath our feet so we fall face first. Poor Jeannie... A victim to the darker side of the fates... But youve also learned a valuable lesson; not to be envious. Its best to live our lives without eyeing others. And sure, we may feel bad afterwards because we were jealous of that happiness someone may have; but we dont know how a persons life will end up. Better to gamble our lives than others... A nice rhyme here. Catchy and upbeat. :D

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Sarah for your thoughtful response.

Chris