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About Me and My Poetry

Born 1935 in a half dug out near the " Packsaddle Bridge," within five miles of the small town of Camargo,Oklahoma, growing up during the Dust Bowl days and amid the early days of the Texas Panhandle Oil Fields, observing WW 11 as a child, graduating from Borger,Texas High School and marrying in the early fifties, raising two children Tonya and Brenton through the sixties and seventies and taking care of her parents and parent-in-laws through the nineteen nineties has given Omajean Lewis a unique perspective on life. When not traveling and enjoying her family with her husband Dalton of 64 years, Oma has been President, Vice President, Secretary, Photographer for, " The Pampa Genealogy Society," along with writing news articles for the paper. She is Regent for, " The Las Pampas Daughters of The American Revolution," Pampa, Texas. She is photographer and writes the news for the Pampa paper about, " DAR." Oma is active as an artist, photographer,poet and writer. in 2011 Oma and her family, Dalton and daughter Tonya were chosen, "Pampa Fine Arts Association Family of The Year." In 2012 Oma was chosen, "Pampa Fine Arts Association, Artist of The Year." In the year 2015 Omajean had a Poetry Book published Titled,"Beyond the Packsaddle Bridge."

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I was four months old,
Sitting on my Daddy's knee,
Sis was in his lap,
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When my sister and I were very little,
Living in small farm town,
With very little to see or do,
Neighbors always knew a thing or two.

Our neighbor wanted to entertain us,
I think that's what he had in mind,
Antagonizing a large Bumble Bee,
He said," Won't hurt me, I'll be just fine."

There he sat and the bee did light,
The bee stung his thumb deeply,
Throbbing bright red, a terrible sight,
Seems as the bee had landed just right.

My sister and I learned a useful lesson,
Run like crazy, until the bees fly away,
Don't trust your neighbor man,
What ever he might say!

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It's rainbow time,
Time for sweet love,
It's time for a sky full of stars,
There's the moon soft like a dove.

The thought of us,
For all time thru eternity,
It's rainbow time,
For just you and me.

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I use to walk in the mornings with my mother,
With our jersey milk cow to a city vacant lot,
Plenty of tall green grass was growing
Then milk, butter and cream were sought.

This was long ago,
When life was easy and quite,
When little playful butterflies,
Where there in my sight,

To be with my mother again,
Just one more evening walk,
To see her beautiful smiling face,
Listening to my little girl talk.

These decades are gone,
Yet when I think of home,
I think of my sweet mother,
Leaving our belled milk cow to roam. .

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I feel that I am getting old.
Yet my heart is forever young,
Playmates and friends are forever there,
Clinging to my heart and soul.

So many days and nights have passed,
So many loves have long been forgotten,
Yet when Spring come around,
The mark of true love is again cast.

They say you are as young as you feel,
I'm not sure this is completely true,
Yet sweetheart when you are near,
My heart is over flowing with love for you.

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The depth of my feelings,
Tearing my heart to the other side,
Hurting so badly,
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I remember opening a closet door,
There hang my Daddy's clothes,
A very familiar scent arose,
Wishing I could hold my Dad in repose.

The scent of his shoes and western hat lingered,
Yet I knew he was forever gone,
Not one of these worldly items mattered,
Only his memory suspended like a song.

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A gentle sweet lady died the other day,
She had endured cancer for years,
She fought a mighty, relentless foe,
All she wanted from life was no fear.

Days when she had to take Chemo,
She would be so ill , it was hard to bare,
Her husband sat with her in his lap,
His arms about her in their rocking chair.

This seemed to help with her suffering,
Cradled like a child, her husband knew,
Giving them the strength to carry on,
God was there beside the two,

She carried on most days seeming well,
Brave courageously she stood her ground,
Yet we knew the fight would soon end,
When life could no longer be found.

Husband and wife are gone from this earth,
Together in a beautiful world of no pain,
They hold each other in love,
Cradled in a Heavenly harp's refrain.


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Rowdy, my young friend,
So handsome and fair,
Smarter than smart,
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I lost a friend today,
A dear and loving friend,
What can be said,
When it is the end.

A life time gone,
In the flick of an eye,
Laughter and tears,
Her last good byes.

No one sweeter,
No one more caring,
Just a lovely person,
Always so endearing.

A good and loving family,
Sharing each moment as they could,
A wonderful and loving husband,
Who always understood.

So good bye my friend,
This isn't the end,
You'll live in my heart,
That will never mend.

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