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Mending Fences
by David Pekrul
copyright 05-11-2005


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
Johnny was a country-boy,
And Kate was from the city,
He was young and handsome,
And she was really pretty.

He was mending fences,
And she was doing the same,
She saw him, and he saw her,
Now everything would change.

The fence he fixed was physical,
With large barbed wire strands,
He stretched the wire and set the nails,
With rough and callused hands.

Her fence was deep inside her heart,
But broken, just the same,
For she had left the one she loved,
And each was pointing blame.

But on the way to mend her fence,
She stopped to ask directions,
And when she looked into his eyes,
She saw her own reflection.

Reflection of a young lost child,
With tears upon her face,
His parents said that she was wrong,
And they had been disgraced.

But talking to this country-boy,
She knew that he was different,
He showed respect and lots of charm,
She loved him in an instant.

Now that was twenty years ago,
Their fence, now made of pickets,
A small white house in the country-side,
And a love that knows no limits.


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04-29-2006 Shannon W.    

Ok, nevermind the comment below. This poem is amazing! Young love that last for ever, I am so envious. To share such love and passion for such a long time is my dream.
06-14-2005 Shannon W.    

this was great and very funny too!
05-13-2005 James Shammas    

Really great. Rhymes and flows like two frolicking lovers. I like the metaphor of the woman's psychological fence. I like the many fences depicted and how the picket fence in the end stands for happiness and resolution, unlike the broken fences before it. Very, very clever!

Jim.
05-11-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

There is a saying though this poem is much prettier than it sounds," one man's trash, is another's treasure." The value that we put on things is what makes them worth something to us. I wrote a poem once with a line that went, " If you saw some money in the mud. You'd want it like the dirt even mattered." We value money, but there are somethings that are much more valuable. This was a wonderful way to tell this. You are a master of words! Anthony
05-11-2005 Brian Dickenson    

Well you have done it again. Excellent, it skips and flows along more like a song.
Then I do believe all good songs are really only poems set to music.
Keep them comming and I'll keep reading.
Brian.
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