Life's Continuous Journey

By Bobbi Simmons

The author has an inferiority complex. She grew up in a financially poor family with both of her parents, two grandmothers and seven siblings. She was the oldest girl in the family. While she was never mistreated, she was neglected. She had to help with certain farm chores as well as to help with household duties and care for the younger ones. Her dad was very critical of her, now matter how hard she tried to please him. She is very much an introvert and feels uncomfortable in social situations. As a senior citizen today, she wonders why her family doesn't keep in touch with her. She knows that this life is her battle for perfection, and that she must suffer and overcome in order to cross over to the other side. There are times when she finds this difficult and she writes to obtain relief. It seems to work for her.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Dec 1, 2008
• ISBN: 9780595629152

Bobbi Simmons

Author was born in Chicago, Il. in December of 1930. She grew up in downstate farm country. Her parents were sharecroppers, very poor. They had eight children of their own and helped with their nieces and nephews, and both of their mothers lived with them.

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Life’s Continuous Journey

Bobbi Simmons

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Life’s Continuous Journey

Copyright © 2008 by Bobbi Simmons

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Contents

.My Poetry

A True Friend

Adolph

An Angel

Because

Big Brother

Birthday Gift to You

.Blog

Brother Ernest

Brother John

Children

Christmas 2002

Christmas 2002 (Troy)

Computer Confusion 1

Computer Confusion 2

Daddy

Dental Pain

Depression

Easter

Facts of Life

Feeling Rejected

Feelings

Forever

Friends

Friendship

Graduation Day

Graduation Day for Troy

Great Grandchild

Handcraft

Happy Birthday

Harsh Words

Have You Ever

I Need Something

If

If I Should Die Tomorrow

IM

It Takes Money

Journey for Perfection

Journey Through Life

Keep it to Yourself

Life

Listen to me

Lonely

Lord, Help Me

Lost Friends

Maybe

Misunderstanding

Mouse

My Little Boy

My Little Girl

Someday she may have a daughter or son.

Novel

Peace

Perfection

Possibly

Questions

Recognition

Release

Self Contempt

Great Grandchildren

Sisters

Snail Mail vs. Email

Sorry

Spam

Stephanie

Teamwork

The Great Depression Era

The Little Things

True Love

Twenty Two Years

Understanding

Upload vs. Download

Words of Wisdom

Worm

My Poetry

A True Friend

It’ strange your name being June,

My favorite month, always in tune.

Most of my free time was at your house

Even after graduation I was as shy as a mouse.

Mom made a dress for your first, a little girl,

Then the bottom fell out of my world.

I lost touch with everyone,

With whom I used to have fun.

I felt humiliated and hurt,

Worse than a snake in the dirt.

It’s taken half a century to undo a fact,

For less than five minutes of an act.

My help has begun with you, June,

And possibly it’s too soon

To really know if I can bear the cost

With my search for what I lost.

In that moment of time and trial,

In spite of the perpetrator’s denial,

Not only did I lose my family, my team,

But, most importantly, I lost my self-esteem.

I’ve been alone for so many years,

Over half a lifetime, there’ve been many tears.

You led me to believe , people no longer care,

People don’t remember that my life was bare.

I was a victim; I did not sin,

The ones who judge me must give in.

Our Lord knows the fact,

And doesn’t condemn me for that act.

Those who do, have a problem, too.

My life has been unhappy, lonely and blue,

By renewing a friendship with you,

Maybe, I can acquire self-esteem, too.

It’s been a long and hard life

For me to alone with such strife.

Your unquestioning acceptance of me

Has led me to accept myself, you see.

You gave me the backing I need,

To seek out those who didn’t heed

The friendship I was asking for,

They’re the ones who closed the door.

June, I