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This was a very early poem of mine, written for my parents’ 25th wedding anniversary about June, 1983 when I was still in high school.  The poem written for their 50th is also on this site titled: With This Ring, I Thee Wed.

 

Remember when the kids were all small

The money was tight and the bills were not small?

Mother always made our home happy and bright

Father came home from work every night.

They gave smiles and hugs and a warm kiss goodnight.

 

Remember when the kids were in their teens

Listnin’ to rock ’n’ roll and wearin’ blue jeans?

Mother was guidance for right and for wrong

Father was there to help them along.

Through good times and bad times they helped them feel strong.

 

Remember when the kids all moved out

Got married, had children and moved all about?

Well, Mother’s still there with guidance and care

And Father shows love he is very proud of.

This marriage will last at least 30 more years

And the love for their children will always bring tears.

 

~Pamela K. Pfertsh

© January 15, 2016

 

 

 

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This poem is about my own wedding and the finding of my true love and best friend after a 30-year dance through life.  The poem explains most of the story, and I hope you enjoy this as much as the 150 in attendance at our wedding did!

 

♥♥

We met 30 years ago this spring

Each dating our best friends

Immediately we were friends ourselves

Our ears on constant lend.

We helped each other through everything

As our friendship bloomed of gold

Not realizing we were building a love

That only a lifetime could hold.

Working on that old ’57

Our hearts began to bind

I carved my name into its fender

And our minds for all of time.

Graduation came and Todd moved on

Even though I had one year left

We stayed in contact all that time

And I still thank God for that.

When October came, I needed him

More than I ever knew

I was seventeen and my life had changed

As a babe inside me grew.

The father and I had split our ways

As Todd’s heart for me was breaking

He came to me and professed his love

Offering his heart for the taking.

This decision was very difficult

Caring deeply for his friend and I

But the love for me within his heart

Would not let him just stand by.

At the National Western of ‘84

He drug me all around

So proud to be the one with me

And my belly oh so round.

When I was about six months along

Todd took me out one night

And sitting in his Thoutt Brother’s truck

He asked me to be his wife.

The pain I felt right then and there

I still can feel today

The moment I decided to tell him, “No.”

And go our separate ways.

Twelve years after his proposal to me

He showed up at my door

Each of us just single

As Todd expressed his love once more.

We spent the day, sitting on the porch

Watching our children play

It was spring again, but in ‘96

As our love bloomed again that day.

When the sun had set upon this day

Again, my love proposed

And once again I was not ready

Giving a tearful, fearful, “No.”

When my divorce was final in ‘98

And my feet back on the ground

I once again began my search

Looking for him all around.

It was then twelve years again that passed

In the spring of 2010

When I found our old friend, Bobby

Who was one of Todd’s best friends.

Offering to reach Todd’s brother, Troy

Who was a Facebook friend

I begged him to get my Todd out there

So I could find him once again.

It was 5/15/2010

When his face showed on the screen

Under the “People you might know,”

From the Ranum High School team.

I checked his profile to learn of him

And to finally touch base

But when I saw that he was single

Tears ran down my face.

I messaged him a friend request

And he answered right away

I had him call me on the phone

And again, we talked all day.

We met that night at 7:00 pm

To go out on a date

We ate our dinner and talked all night

Being asked to leave when it was so late.

When we got back to his quiet house,

Seeing his truck in all its glory

I knew I’d found my true love again

Writing a new chapter in our story.

We were laughing as I asked of him

If he would marry me

Then he asked if I was talking to his truck

Or affording him that plea.

One month later, we found our church

And joined AUMC

We wanted to show our thanks to God

For allowing us to be.

It was unbeknownst to each of us

Our paths had crossed quite often

It started with the Methodist church

Of our childhoods not forgotten.

His Methodist men’s group assisted us

They helped us build our church

Even though I did not know him then

I knew the name, Todd Pfertsh.

It seems as though we’ve always lived

Within blocks of each other

God always giving us the chance

To cross paths with one another.

It may have taken 30 years

For this love of ours to grow

But at least I finally told him, “Yes,”

The third time that he proposed!

We just bought a house up in Coal Creek

As we had always dreamed

It was something we always talked about

While working on the car it seemed.

Our paths have finally come to one

As we head down this new road

Leading in the direction of our life’s dreams

Where our love hath always flowed.

~ Pamela K. Pfertsh

© April 13, 2013

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True Beauty

If you want to see your true self,

Look into the eyes of the person that truly loves you.

Then and only then will you see your beauty

And abilities without any judgement.

~Pamela K. Pfertsh

©April 10, 2012

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With This Ring, I Thee Wed

This was made into book markers for my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary. – Pam

Dearly Beloved

Is what the minister had said

The day upon which

Tom and Betty were wed.

They vowed then to love,

Comfort and honor

For better, for worse,

For richer, for poorer.

In sickness and in health

Forsaking all others

They vowed to take care

Each one of the other.

Their rings were exchanged

For their undying love

And their continued renewal

Of their vows from above.

These rings made of gold

Brought them through fifty years

And all that they’ve shared

Are in their hearts and their tears.

~ Pamela K. Pfertsh

© June 28, 2008

 

 

 

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WHERE GOD OUR FUTURE HOLDS

I can’t begin to tell you

How much you mean to me

You can touch me in a special way

And read me easily.

You’ve turned me toward the sunshine

And the warmth you’ve helped me feel

From the brightness of tomorrow

Where it all seems so surreal.

Some days it simply scares me

With what our lives portray

As we both have much potential

But we’ve looked the other way.

Now your education’s growing

And you’ve discovered your great gift

I just want to be there for you

As God gives your life this lift.

The pride that’s in my heart

From the papers on your wall

Makes my heart want to erupt

As you answer to His call.

We shall walk His path together

Toward the greatness yet in store

As we turn around life’s corners

We’ll share His gifts and more.

I’m so honored that you’ve asked me

To join you on these golden roads

Toward the prospects of tomorrow

Where God our future holds.

~ Pamela K. Berkhiem

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To Ask

To ask me not to feel your pain,

to ask me not to lose some sleep,

and to ask me not to pay the price…

…is asking me not to love you,

the way that you deserve to be loved!

~ Pamela K. Berkhiem

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The Flower and The Gardner

I am but a seed

Planted in fertile ground

Mother Nature will sustain me

And I will grow from this mound.

My flowers will bloom and be pretty

My leaves will be soft and green

The rains will pour down upon me

Quenching my desperate need.

The air will float upon me

And above me the sun will shine

I’ll bring beauty to this crazy world

And I’ll know that I’ve done my time.

But if the Gardner places me gently

In a mound of richened soil

And he feeds me water daily

Then my roots shall have no toil.

I’ll reach up from the ground

And stretch out towards the sun

Brighter and more glorious

Than I thought I could become.

If he shows me his affection

And gives me what I need

Then he takes away my worries

And gives to me his creed.

I’ll grow bigger than his boundaries

Feeding on desire

We can share with those around us

As this beauty spreads like fire.

From your kindness shall grow love

Of an abiding kind

From your love then shall grow I

To better serve this life.

~ Pamela K. Berkhiem

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