This Man That I Once Knew

This man gave me comfort,
This man gave me life.
This man made me who I am,
Taught me wrong from right.

This man gave me shelter,
Provided clothes and food.
Nurtured me with confidence,
Showed me what to do.

This man gave me values,
Prepared me to survive.
If it were not for this man,
I may not be alive.

This man was my father,
My mentor and best friend.
My soul mate and my confidant,
My comrade, my Godsend.

He's no longer with me,
Standing by my side.
He loved me unconditionally,
Up to the day he died.

Now his spirit guides me,
In everything I do.
He lives deep down inside me,
In both my two sons, too.

This man that I once knew.


Copyright © June 2011
Kevin Mooney

kmm001
061811

A Girl I Once Knew

Now that I really think about it,
It sure has been a long time,
We really did have fun together,
You and I.

Let's see, ah yes, English class in high school,
That's right, you were wearing glasses,
I'll always remember that day,
But why?

For it was there that I first met you,
The first girl I ever really loved,
The day a girl I once knew,
Finally came into my life.

First love, what is it anyways?
A movie here and there, together in a car,
We were both so young and curious,
Time sure flew by.

Now it's all a faded memory,
Events filed away in the back of my mind,
Your family and friends, your gentle touch,
Whisk by with a dreary sigh.

The memory I cherish most, however,
Is that of a girl I once knew,
Without whom my past would seem empty,
Recollections cold and dry.

So My Lost Love,

Though many miles are between us,
Always remember how I felt for you,
And one day fate my reunite us,
Me and a girl I once knew.


Copyright © May 2009
Kevin Mooney

Bouquet

A rose for the beginning,
Illuminated past,
A rose for a cherished friendship
Hoping it would last.
A rose for a moonlit evening,
Frolicking beneath the trees.
A rose for fireside sitting,
You leaning on me.
A rose for all the movies,
And those we claimed to see.
A rose for long drives together,
Alive and feeling free.
A rose for driving lessons,
A secluded public threat.
A rose for a dip in the pond,
Always exciting when wet.
A rose for New Year's eve,
Closest we'd ever get.
A rose for your beautiful smile,
And a shared sunset.
A rose for all your feelings,
Hate to see you cry.
A rose for all the kisses,
Even those that meant goodbye.
Together they form but memories,
Flashes from my past,
A bouquet of wilted yesterdays,
Roses that will always last....


Copyright © May 2009
Kevin Mooney

kmm001
080180