A Story Within A Chapter 1

A true time ... A true place .... A true chapter in my families life.

A Story Within A Chapter There was a fresh blanket of snow The day I first saw the old log house It had been a very long road to here We had lost our family business And I was finding it harder and harder To greet a new day with a smile It had all begun Only with an investment from a friend And a vision of what could be Placed within the walls of our dining room For five years between 'L' shaped desks And children being children Our dream eventually outgrew the surroundings Of home and moved to its own location Before it was no longer? It had grown to become the promise Of a million dollar corporation Upon completion of signed contracts Back within the time that a Million Dollars Had the value that one would normally place On such a large amount of what we call money In all the years before and after The beginning of this story I don't think That my heart ever bled as much for another As it did for my husband's heart during this Period of our lifetime The story of how it was all taken away? .... Perhaps for another day I will tell you this   It was not a pretty picture Hershel and our son Kenneth Were still in California Trying to close down what was left Of our business They were living in a job shack On the property we had been forced To rent to store all of our Remaining equipment A job shack with no bathroom or shower And sleeping bags for their beds Kimberly then just thirteen and myself Were staying with my mother and my mother's Husband Ivan in Arizona We as a family had been separated For over six months not seeing each Other in all that time Together ... but separate Trying to find our way back To some sort of faith in humanity And doing our best not to question Our Lord with all our many why's The stress of a very strong willed Teenage granddaughter Was getting on my Mother's nerves Trying to keep the peace between Kimberly and Grandma without Stepping on my mother's toes Was becoming harder by the day Less and less were we seeing Happy times at Grandma's house Welcome still of course But each of us drastically Needing a way to find the road Back to normalcy Yes times for us were tuff As I first laid eyes upon What looked to be a small settlement Of very old log homes Unique they sat far back Off of a Country highway that just Also happened to be located on Kim's regular Bus route to her Jr. High about twelve miles Down the highway Their location perfect and just a ways away From where Mom and Ivan called home On one side of the very long, wide And steep lane stood three cabins In various shapes and sizes With a fourth standing alone Placed within a configuration of a half moon They sat just before a wooded glen With a stream that led to a natural lake Just up the highway On the hill just on the other side Of the gullied entrance stood the largest Of the four rolled log homes Peacefully it loomed before me From beneath the Scarlet's, Coral's and Yellow's Of another beautiful Arizona sunset Was this old house to be our beginning To finding our way back from the separation Of family and the despair that had become our lives Hershel had sent me every last dime we had Telling me to find something to rent And he and Kenneth would be on the road to us With what we had salvaged from the life We were forced to leave behind. As I stood outside this old house Looking at a shelter so much different than our dream home we had lost   I said a prayer that we could somehow afford What I was so afraid would be yet again Just beyond our reach The yard was dead and overgrown with Prairie grass that looked as if It had not been mowed for several Summers Some standing beneath the weight of the snow That touched just their tips of brown in places upon snowdrifts here and there That seemed to be calling for my daughter's sled The house had been left unlocked for me to see Pushing cobwebs aside I opened the door and stepped inside To Be Continued . . . . View All My Poems Feedback Welcomed   AspiringAngel

Reviews

[Blue Sky]

You have that wonderful knack of telling a chapter of a moment
that occurred at a certain time with those that are close to in your life,
it's just wonderfully put, nicely crafted with all the beautiful graphics
and as the season slowly approaches,
so the season draws nigh as in the lovely images
that you shared, and your work is very beautiful!

[Kim Gay]

I remember when my mom rented "the barn" I knew where she was talking about right away because we passed them every time we went to town. Everone knew the cabins on hywy 89. They were a land mark there. I was so excited to have my own room again. We are also really close to where my Grandma's house was still.

I will say one thing about the barn there is quite a lot of wildlife around There. There was deer, antelope, lizards, snakes, birds of all kinds and Wild pig is called Javelina. more to come on my experience with the Javelina later. I was a short walk up to my bus for school but not a easy walk in 5 feet of snow. Most people put don't see Az as a state that has alot of snow right. It was a record year for it and all. but man did it snow there.

I had horses growing up in Southern California but I had never really Been in the country tell Prescott az. I never seen so many wild animals in real life ever.

[Rain]

I'm hooked. Just a great job of writing reality. Your skill at creating the rtful page only enhances the story. Rain..

[ASMIDEEP]

This is an excellent work of art and emotion...Great job Angel...May God Bless you abundantly...