I wrote a lot of poems and wanted to share some of them with all of you.  it will tell a lot about me, the person inside.  If you remember me, please remember the person inside.  One was about love.  I did wonder about falling in love and being loved, even having children calling me Mom. Not to be.
I also cared deeply about what was happening to children even in the 70's.  I think it became a song. I did not imagine it would happen to me.
I also worried about my brother in the Viet Nam war.  My classmates were very important as well!.

These things are reflected in just four of the many poems I wrote. I wrote so many all from the heart, my heart.

Love is between

Love is between two people that mean something to each other,
Love is between sister and brother
Love is between a cat and a dog,
Love is between the blue sky and the frog.

Love is between mother and dad,
Love is between happy and sad.

Love is between two and three,
Love is between the leaves and the trees.

Love is between the fish and the sea,
Love is between life and me.
By - Kathy Lynn Gloddy 1971

So This Is Love

 

Why is love for me like a rainy day?

Why do I hear no laughter when the children play?

 

I hope to see the light,

But only see the darkness of night.

 

Is there love in the world that I can't feel?

Some people can't even afford a meal.

 

Does anyone know what this world will be?

Does anyone have the eyes to see?

 

When the time comes to live, we won't have to steel,

Maybe then I'll find the love I can't feel.
By - Kathy Lynn Gloddy 1971

Peace

While there son is in the war,

His family will see him no more.

 

He is shot and is dying,

While his family is home crying.

 

What we need now is a little white dove,

Because peace is the thing that we need more of.

 

But why does this happen, why don't they care?

Don't they all know that it's here and it's there?

By - Kathy Lynn Gloddy 1971

The Class Poem

Our school you could put in the palm of your hand,
But while our class is around it will always stand

We like our school all of us,
And we will never make a fuss.

The school is likes by everyone,
But to us it's a lot of fun.

When you walk in the door that's all you see,
Is happiness, yes it's all of you and me.

But soon our class will be leaving this school,
And we will never forget the past.

By - Kathy Lynn Gloddy 1971