Hear the sound

I feel a poem coming on

Haven’t written one in a while

But this one will make you smile

I write just for fun.

The sound of rain on a tin roof

Is solid proof

That there is joy to be had

And every sound makes me glad.

The sound of a baby's laugh

Tells only the half

Of the joy in life

Where there is no strife.

The sound of a bird singing

Make my heart begin ringing

Out praises to him who said

It is better to live than to be dead.

The sound of children playing

Reminds me of on the ground laying

And looking up at the sky

Brings back joy that makes me cry

When I remember my childhood

And I know that all is good.

The sound of Mother calling

Please don’t from that tree be falling.

Please don't jump from the housetop

Please go give the pigs some slop.

I had a pig named bigjoe.  He was my pet.

I rode on his back each day, and yet

My Daddy still amidst my crying and pleading

Had to kill my friend and left me needing

To understand why does the sound

Of his screaming still brings

Sadness after all these years.  I have found

That what grownups do to feed

Their families is all we need.

Their love is something that time cannot replace.

The sounds in this world we cannot erase

So just enjoy them one by one

And let the sad ones move on. 

By:  Jo Smith ~~ May 27, 2024.