Heartfelt: ...Life Between the Lines

By Gerald L. Moe

Heartfelt...Life Between The Lines lets you visit life through the eyes of the author, from childhood into the years as a grandfather. These poems will make you laugh, perhaps cry, but at the very least will make you slow up and be reminded of God's many blessings in your life and if a person has the love of their family and friends, you will never be poor - - but are rich indeed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Mar 31, 2011
• ISBN: 9781452099613

Gerald L. Moe

Gerald lives with his wife Kathy in Bemidji, MN where he operates a fire and safety business. Wherever he goes in the Minnesota northland, he always runs into someone he knows and enjoys stopping to talk. He has a quick wit with a great sense of humor and is an avid storyteller. He has a love for live theatre and over the years has acted in the local Bemidji Community Theatre productions and the Paul Bunyan Playhouse summer theatre. He has aspirations to one day write a play. Gerald has a passion for 50s & 60s doo wop music and sports, but most of all he has a deep love for his family and friends which you will find evident in his writing.

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My Little One

You were my little one. It seems like only yesterday.

Now I have to hold you in my heart because you’re so far

away.

I didn’t think I would be strong enough to open my arms

and let you go, but as your father, I knew you had to

spread your wings and let your spirit grow.

Now a family is your agenda with children that number

three, and every day I think of you, hoping you know I

love you and that you’re missed by me.

As I watch my grandchildren grow online, in pictures sent

across the miles, I relive the years of love with my little

one, and my heart is filled with smiles.

Yes, I am truly blessed with a daughter that brings pride

into my life, as she shares her special gift of love as a

mother and a wife.

The years have gone by and you are fully grown, but

remember a father’s love when your busy day is through.

If a daughter were a poem my little one, I would have

written you!

A Tiny Angel

My life changed in October of 1973. God gift

wrapped a tiny angel and sent you down to me.

A little bundle with a purple foot that didn’t want to cry.

I went from being a young man to within minutes I was a

father, who couldn’t help but cry.

You were so small as I held you, you fit into one hand.

As I looked at you through misty eyes, I couldn’t believe

a man could feel this grand!

The pleasure and pressure of fatherhood now upon me,

I prayed to God out loud,

please help me be a positive example to make my

daughter proud.

From playing pookabee, reading Dr. Seuss, I blinked

and you were the princess at the prom.

Then it was off to college to spread your wings in a life

of computers and CD rom.

Now you are a teacher married with children, a mother in

your own right,

So I know you understand my misty eyes as I relive my

memories tonight.

They say that to be a parent of a child is a privilege

could never be more true.

No worldly treasures will I ever trade for the precious

time spent loving you!

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Kaia

She came to us from heaven, a gift from up above,

an introduction to a granddaughter and a life of forever

love.

A little one with a sense of humor far beyond her years,

A tough little cookie on one side, and on the other, a

soft heart filled with tears.

A little girl with a vocabulary that’s amazing to most

folks,

Always keeps Papa laughing as they tease, trade wit

and jokes.

Grandma’s little buddy, they share their love of

shopping, and in their quiet times, scrapbooking in the

loft.

An early riser along with Papa, morning finds them

cuddled in his comfy chair,

Sharing their worldly wisdom in words uttered oh so

soft.

She holds a very special place in our hearts and it’s hers

as long as she wants to stay.

God has truly blessed us by putting this beautiful little

girl in our lives to help guide her along life’s way.

A girl with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, that I am sure

is there for keeps,

always thinking she is so clever and funny each year,

giving Papa a box of Easter or Christmas Peeps.

Making memories, we like to go out to eat on our

birthdays whenever we get the chance,

Kaia will bring her wit and laughter,

Papa his appetite and Sunday go to eating pants.

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Pictures With My Heart

I just called to say I love you on your very special day.

I’m sorry I can’t be there to share in the fun because I am

so far away.

I can’t believe you’re seven already, it sets my head

awhirl.

You’re getting so big and older, to the world no longer a

little girl.

But Papa looks at his granddaughter differently, I think

your life has just begun.

No matter where you go in life or how old you