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- Camping
- A fun poem about camping with some memorable and humorous incidents
- Disaster In America
- a poem written a few days after the September 11th tragedy
- God, This is So Sad
- A Poem Written for a friend when his father was killed in an
automobile accident
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- I Remember
A poem written for her sister as she was leaving for college
- My
Grandmother - A poem written about her grandmother who died
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Disaster
In America
The morning was quiet, yet loud, in New York City from all the people,
For the next week the families and friends will be at the steeple.
Mourning their loved ones killed in such a disaster,
If only they could have gotten out a little bit faster.
They had no warning, the working women and men,
For their supposedly safe building will collapse just after 10.
Now America is in shock from all this grief,
Nothing can survive this, not even a leaf.
Four days has passed and still many missing,
Streets are crowded with families and friends hugging and kissing.
Helpers from all over the world come to see,
If they can find at least SOMEONE among the debris.
Not only did the innocent workers lose their lives,
But now its the innocent helper who dies.
All around America people are giving their love,
Donating, hoping, and praying for those above.
All at the same time, everyone is upset and mad,
Just thinking about all those families without their mom or dad.
It just makes me want to cry all inside,
God bless and rest in peace for all those who died.
-- Written by Andrea Yehle
Copyright 9/15/01

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My Grandmother
I had a Grandmother she was fun and cool;
She was the type you would want to hang with in school.
Two years ago my caring and sensitive Grandmother left me;
Maybe that's the way God made it to be.
At the funeral I cried and I cried;
I knew then it was time for me to say good-bye.
My mother inherited my grandmothers' clothes;
I can still see all the stripes, lines and bows.
The next Christmas my mom gave me an extra special thing;
The box had wrapping paper of angels with wings.
My mom mentioned that this gift was something she had built;
I opened the box very gently and to my surprise it was a beautiful quilt.
This quilt brought back the tears in my eyes;
And the time I told my grandmother my last good-byes.
This quilt will stick with me through my lifetime;
I now will always have something about her that will always be mine.
Written by Andrea Yehle
5/2/00
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God, This is So Sad
Written by Andrea Yehle
Dedicated to My Special Friend, Steve
Who Sadly Misses His Dad
Who was suddenly taken by an auto accident February 2001.
Why or how can people enjoy life?
When we lose loved ones all the time.
Your child, mom, dad, husband and wife,
It ends for us all without any sign.
Life supposedly ends when God decides
If only we could all die by choice
We all need time to say our good-byes
So we know its the last time we hear their voice
Why did God have to take such a good man?
What could he have done so wrong?
I will never be able to understand
How to fight this pain that lasts so long
This good man left behind his good son
Why did his son have to get this?
You took away not only his dad but his fun
For his dad will no longer be able to give his son a kiss
Friends and family will now support him
but what he really wants is his dad
His heart is broken like a snapped limb
All I can say is "God, this is so sad."
By Andrea Yehle
Note: This poem written by Andrea Yehle
was chosen to be published in a book of poems to be released sometime in
2002. More information forthcoming.
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Camping
By Andrea Yehle
C ~ Carefully lighting the fire
A ~ Attempting to step over the deer poop
M ~ Making fun of Richie
P ~ Pulling up closer to the tent so we don't get too wet from the rain
I ~ Inching our way to the bathroom at 3AM trying not to step on the worms.
N ~ Never having good weather all weekend
G ~ Getting scared that animals might try to get into your tent while you're asleep.
Even though all bad things can go wrong while at camp
Like driving while everything in the truck is getting damp
Everyone enjoys a stay in a Yurt
Even through the ground around you is nothing but dirt.
I must say that camping with Carrie, Mom, and Richie
Is the best even when they are bitchy
It's nice to now you have people around who care
But staying in the same room with Richie is surely a dare
One look at him and you get a big scare.
But you know what? Richie isn't so bad!
To tell you the truth, I've never seen him mad.
With all the crap we put him through
It's a wonder what he will do.
Written by Andrea Yehle 4/21/01
While camping in a Yurt at Clear Creek State Park PA
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I Remember
A Poem Written by Andrea Yehle
For her sister Carrie when she was leaving for college.
I remember we never wanted to be around each other,
We would get in fights one after another.
I remember building the space shuttles and cars,
Wishing and pretending we were reaching for the stars.
I remember when we would go door-to-door selling rocks,
Running around the neighborhood with no shoes or socks.
I remember every night I would hear you knock on my door,
Always wanting to sleep in my bed next to me not on the floor.
I remember waking up at 7am and going next door,
Out all night finding anything and everything to explore.
I remember always wanting a go-cart,
Until one day we finally got our start.
I remember Shaun, Chad you and me would build, that thing day afterday.
We would take dads tools and didn`t care what he would say.
I remember the first day we rolled down the hill,
Mom and Dad knew then we had some superior skill.
I remember stopping at the house with all those cats,
Hoping the owners wouldn`t catch us brats.
I remember going on every vacation with you,
Swimming in the ocean pool, and building sand castles too.
I remember when we got to experience our first plane ride,
Looking out the window at the city lights down below wide-eyed.
I remember moving into our new house even though we didn`t like it,
After living there for two years it actually felt like home Iadmit.
I remember our first day of school at Shen,
The night before sleeping in the same room again.
I remember the first time we got a huge snowstorm,
But what I remember more is coming in and making hot chocolate tokeep warm.
I remember when we first got our trampoline,
Jumping on it every night after dinner would be ourroutine.
I remember when we were finally in the same school,
And everyone saying we looked alike so much that it was cool.
I remember when we had to say good-bye to Jackie as she went off tocollege,
We knew she would do ok though with all of her knowledge.
I remember going shopping together before school started,
What I don`t like to remember are the times you farted.
I remember the first time we went skiing with each other,
It was fun, even though I took a fall one after another.
I remember when you came home with your license you were so excited,
You told me that I could go anywhere now and that my friends wereinvited.
I remember when I would have my friends sleep over you would take us out to get a movie,
Most sisters wouldn`t want their friends to hangout with theirsister but I thought it was groovy.
I remember when I was a bitch to you about not letting me get todrive,
Im sorry for all that, not like I didn`t survive….
I remember when we went through a really hard time with mom and dad,
But you and I both know it turned out not so bad.
I remember the day of your graduation,
Finding out you were going off to college for animation.
I remember the last week you were still living here,
It began to come to me all clear.
I remember realizing that you were not going to be sleeping in thefamily room with me anymore,
Never knowing what it was like to be without you before.
I remember our last night together,
I knew then the night wasn`t going to last forever.
I remember packing the truck up with all your stuff,
At this point it was getting kind of tough.
I remember arriving at RIT and unpacking your items into the dorm,
The fact that you were leaving me hit me like a storm.
I remember saying good-bye to you while you went to your room,
I then felt the world around me begin to gloom.
I remember looking up at your dorm room window and seeing you wave,
Trying to hold back my emotions and tell them to behave.
I remember thinking this is just so untrue,
But one thing I will never forget is that I love you!
Written by Andrea Yehle
For her sister Carrie when she was leaving for college.
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