This vacant lot

by Jim McMillen the man within   Jun 18, 2008


June 18th 2008

This vacant lot

This vacant lot once flourished.
Though many treasures are still buried below.
Through friendship I am being so nourished,
as each day, closer we grow

Not long ago, grown over with weeds,
they seemed to be everywhere.
Until you walked slowly down my path of needs,
with your tender feet so bare.

You wiggled your toes , you caress my hopes.
brought to life once again my dreams.
as you walk daily down my gentle slopes,
lost in pleasure it seems.

pulling out each weed by hand,
flowers in bloom you put in their place.
gently nurturing this barren land,
filling with love each empty space.

So caring , so loving so willingly giving,
so this vacant lot may once again grow.
My friend I feel I am once again living,
as buried treasures to the surface do flow.

JIMMY DEAN MCMILLEN
FROM MY COLLECTION
THE BENEFIT OF LIGHT
COPY RIGHT 2007

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  • 15 years ago

    by Phantasmagoria

    You wiggled your toes , you caress my hopes.

    This use of personification was very good, and the imagery of the place was good too, however, I felt both drawn to and disconnected from the place. Maybe try to go into detail a little more. I think that that would bring more life to the poem.

  • 15 years ago

    by Crystal Rose Blooming

    This is only the second poem of yours I have read and can see how deeply you hold your emotions. A friend is treasured just as you have treasured our Lord.
    I look forward to reading many more

  • 15 years ago

    by Chelsea King

    I loved it, i am glad you have a friend that makes you feel this way. It went straight to my favorites!!

  • 15 years ago

    by Grant Gilbert AKA Slash

    Hi again Jim,this is a beautiful poem,something i can relate to very well.Is it not a wonderous thing when someone touches you so deeply as to alter your spirit? Well written thank you for sharing.Grant

  • 15 years ago

    by Jim McMillen the man within

    What Can i say patricia,
    Good friends seem to have this effect on me and believe it or not I have the same effect on some of them.
    Will you be my friend too? lol
    I love you my friend

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