Dr. Suess

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Sunday, March 05, 2006

At Commenter Request

I had a visitor request to see some of my poetry, rather than ask her to flip back through page after page to find them, I thought I'd just re post some, and maybe some that haven't been. Cathy, I know that one that I wrote about my step father's death was on Feb of last year, it's too long to repost. But if you go to the archive for last Feburary, you can find it on February 5th.

A Mother's Heart

Every mother had Dreams,
Of a Child perfect and whole.
Every mother has Hopes,
For perfection, body and soul.

They told me you’re not perfect,
Sweet loving child of mine.
They told me that your learning,
Is taking too much time.

They tell me that your tests came back,
Showing problems and low scores.
They tell me that you have to struggle,
This hurts me to the core.

Every mother has dreams,
They tell me you don’t fit.
Every mother has hopes,
They say perfection you won’t hit.

But they don’t see what I see,
The smile that lights your face.
But they don’t hear what I hear,
Your laughter reveals God’s grace.

They don’t see what I see,
My child loving and whole.
I have hopes and dreams,
Because my child you are a gift from God
And you have a PERFECT SOUL.

© Peggikaye Eagler

Deeds To Crowns

A sad little girl, she skinned her knee.
I gave her a kiss and she smiled at me.
A diamond dropped from where she was kissed.
An angel took it to heaven where it would not be missed.

I read a story to my grandmother, frail.
My grandmother grinned, "I knew you'd not fail"
A ruby was left in the place I had sat.
An angel took it to heaven like that!

In the quiet of my bedroom late one night.
I prayed for the president for strength not fright!
Turning over in my bed, an emerald was left.
The angel deposited it in heaven, there'd be no theft.

I wrote a note to the husband I love.
He sent a prayer to the Father above.
When I put down the pen an opal was there.
An angel quickly flew with the gem through the air!

A missionary from South America came.
I gave him some money so lives would not be the same.
As I closed my checkbook, a topaz fell out.
The angel went flying, rejoicing with a shout!

One day my life came to an end.
I stood before God, alone without a friend.
God placed a crown with gems on my head.
The diamonds and rubies, for my works not dead!

Each deed we do for obedience sake,
Each prayer turns to a gem in our wake.
Though we cannot see the gems we acquire.
Their beauty withstands the purifying fire!

So remember when you grow weary and tired.
Your promise from God will not be expired.
One day a crown of gemstones so bright.
Will be placed on your head reflecting God's light!

© Peggikaye Eagler

God Shared My Tears

When my heart was breaking,
And desperation was taking hold,
You reached down as promised,
Keeping my heart from growing cold.

You didn't lecture me,
Telling me to stand strong.
You didn't say 'fear not,'
Or tell me my faith was wrong.

I told you my heart was hurting.
My son would struggle all his life.
I could not bear the pain,
I begged you to end my strife.

You looked into my crying eyes,
Telling me to look into your heart.
You showed me that you'd hurt too,
I wasn't alone from the start!

A mother's heart can take so much
A breaking point it will reach.
Father, you understand that point,
And give comfort you don't preach!

The pain I felt, you understood,
Your only son you watched die.
My pain for my child not unique,
You share my tears,
And together we cry.

© Peggikaye Eagler

Heart of Lace

The mask that I wear,
Hides a wall of tears.
The smile shines bright,
Hiding shadows of fears.

You ask me, I'm fine,
But my heart cries in pain.
You hear my laughter,
Not the whispers of shame.

What I show my friends,
Is not what's inside.
What is shown to the world,
Covers well what I hide.

The mask seems so thick,
It's glued to my face.
The clothing of stability,
Covers a heart of torn lace.

Just how to unmask,
My coverings of show.
Just how to trust,
Is something I don't know.

Will I ever attain
Who I long to be?
If I'm hiding behind
A person who is not me?

© Peggikaye Eagler

Lonely Eyes

Lonely eyes staring at me,
Scared, confused, crying.
Crying out for someone to help,
Wondering why?
What happened?

Eyes revealing a heart now wounded,
Will it break or will it heal?
A heart so used to broken promises,
but not conditioned to the pain,
Wondering if it can trust again.

Eyes remembering promises of love,
Promises fading away in my ears,
So hurt, so lonely,
Scared of the future,
Longing for a pleasant past.

Lonely eyes staring at me,
Scared, confused, crying,
Crying out for someone to help,
Wondering why?
What happened?

Longing for a love and promise that will never exist,
I thought they were gone forever,
but they are here to haunt me once again.
Won’t someone please break my mirror
So I won’t have to look at my lonely eyes?

© Peggikaye Eagler

My Dad's Shadow

My dad had a shadow,
It followed him all year long,
During the winter, it would go behind,
And throw snow at his back,
During the spring, it would follow him,
Out to the garden to pick up the seeds,
He 'accidently' dropped.
In summertime it would follow him to work,
And make more messes.
In the fall it would go behind,
Jumping in the piles of leaves he had raked.
The one spring he turned around
No shadow could be found,
Only I was standing there,
With a grin on my face and some seeds,
in my hand,
For you see ... the shadow that my dad had,
Was not a shadow at all,

© Peggikaye Eagler

There ya go Cathy, at least a sampling of them.


  1. Hello :), These are wonderful! I can tell what a caring person you are by your written words. Thank you sharing them with me..

    I wanted to let you know that I read on some of your posts that you have lupus. I'm sorry you have that. It must be hard dealing with your health problems, trying to always be available for your family and still maintain your sense of humor, but you seem to be able to do exactly that. Your family is very lucky to have you.

    My Best,

  2. Wow! Taken separately, they seem like day-to-day musings. All together, they make an impressive body of work.