That dreamy side of me
walks back down
that sunny lane
in my old hometown,
to the girl next door.

Longing to see her again
and embrace a sweet love
from way back when,
in a corner of my mind
where we'll both spend

A warm Summer day
that never has to end.

Just holding hands
....and making plans
beneath a cloudless sky...
sweet innocence
that welcomed new love,
and would never question why?
the taste of her kiss
I've often missed,
softer then a butterfly
In an August breeze
blowing gently by.

In the meadows of Maybe land
where no one must grow old,
long before my life's tedium
allowed sorrows to take hold,
escaping from this present time,
bursting free I'll break the mold,
and revisit sweet romance
......we left untold.

Willow trees draped in canopies
to cool our favorite spots
we spent hours of joy,
just a girl and boy,
immersed in Forget-Me-Nots,
snug in the grip of first love
like a hand in a glove,
embracing the bliss
that Summer brought
making our shaded space
......a lot more HOT.



I know that I can never go back
except within my mind,
but I travel there occasionally
to that place where I can find,
that cherished girl who gave me
my very first kiss which made me
the romantic I've become,
from lessons that we both learned
in that warm, Summer sun

A Lovely, Summer Day. For Dani  by- Matthew F. Blowers III

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The Hollow-Days Of Addiction.
(A Christmas message for all )

Christmas has come back again
For the third year in a row
And we haven't seen 
our precious son
Ever since he had to go
To jail then off to rehab
Then violating 
two probation's
the court ordered no contact
So we've had no conversations
Cause he'd abused 
his Mom so much
Leaving her soul terrified
and came after me so angrily
Every time that he got high
we both tried in 
every way we could
But then we had to say goodbye....


Christmas on drugs and alcohol 
Was never a good mix
Hanukkah plus cruel addictions
Just brings candle sadly lit
Santa Claus and faith in God
Are not enough to bring a fix
Only he can save himself
No one else can heal his needs
That have made both our hearts bleed
while he spends his hollow days
Struggling to find ways to succeed.


He'll spend another Christmas
In sober living all alone
Far away from both his parents
Knowing that he can't come home
And it cuts us deeply to the bone
Cause our tough love is no fun
But drugs and alcohol have stolen
Our most precious son
Until he proves that he is cured
and his addictions are all done.

So if you too are like our son
Suffering the same afflictions
I hope this poem moves you to flee
Back to the true life 
you've been missing
Because those who 
love you can't survive
Living with the endless friction
Of your lies and thefts 
And thier hopes left swept
Underneath your opposition
Your loved ones all must separate
themselves from your positions
Of your loving highs even as they cry
Over your tragic conditions
Leaving you alone 
while they sit at home
Praying for you and each one wishing
That you will give all that you've lost
Some serious recognition
Before you end up lying 
Under a marble inscription
that leaves them all 
Without your love
Another victim of addiction
so many others just like you 
Have faced Death's Benedictions....



By- Matthew F.Blowers III-(C)-2022
at Art-Whimsically Yours Studio
This poem is dedicated to ny son,
my only child who has been 
through his fault alone absent from
my wife and I for 3 years 
without contact

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