Looking Back

By Wanda Markham

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 2, 2021
• ISBN: 9781664187757

Wanda Markham

Wanda Hammett Markham was born in the East Texas town of Henderson in 1940. They moved when she was eight and followed her Dad in the oil fields. When she was 13 they settled down in a small town called Hurst, Texas located between Ft. Worth and Dallas. The poems she write about are of Hurst and the kids she went to school with and friends and relatives.

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Rev. date: 07/31/2021

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Contents

Years Ago

Someday

The Cloud

Yesterday

What I Left

Come sit on the Porch with me

Red Cowboy Boots

The Sea of Love

Erase

Your journey

I

A Price To High To Pay

A Streak in the Night

Who I am Today

Who Was This Man

Little Things

Life Takes You Places

The Wedding

Happy Times

I Had A Dream

Just around the Bend

The Book

My Angel

The World Outside

Talk With The Moon

One is Missing

A New Year

Years Pass

Rain

Night Life

Who Knew

THE KING

Music

Do You Remember

The Valley 11/17/19

Blink of an Eye

A Place

I Did Not Know

A Sip of His Drink

Sally and Virginia

Party

Far Far Away

Go Back

In My Teens

The House

Night Moves

Suppose

Crazy Bargie

Time

And The Crow Flys

School Mates

Spunky the Skunk

The Way It Was

The Long Road

I Ride A Crooked Horse

I shook a dead mans Hand

Dreams

Like A Bird

Hands on the Clock

How it Was

Well behaved Woman

I Remember

Little Paul

Sammie

Living Life

Between Yesterday and Today

Water Colors in the Sky

Hind Sight

I was Lucky

The Mind

A Childs Mind

Last Trip Home

Old Age

Love Looks Good on Her

Days of Wine and Roses

Bells

The Years

A Glass Of Wine

Looking Back

Wilderness of Life

Wild as the Wind

Night or Day

Back When

Snow

Remember When

Tears

The Poem in my Head

Halloween

Sleepless Nights

The Forgotten Story

David

The Library

You

The Song

Didn’t take Long

The Years I Spent

Road Block

The Wilderness

The colors of peace

The Day Comes

Nature

WE Eat Cake

The Voice in the Wind

Now I lay me down to Sleep

Destination

Memory Lane

All Five Of Us

The Sound

Silence

Bird on a Wire

Cross Roads

Leaves of Summer

Fantasy Land

Tomorrow’s World"

Page of My Life

Music

The Garden

A Secret Place to Visit

Blind

Stillness

She Was Pleased

Sea of Life

The Violin

The Class of 58

Back Seat

Who Who’s

Across The Lake

The Silence

Four

The Trail

Going My Way

Color of life

Dancing

Land Of Surprise

I Write

The Fifty’s

Ashes In The Wind

Death

Fantasy Trip

A friend

Rainy Day

Happy Place

Down Town

If I Wrote A Song

Purpose of Life

She Looks In The Mirror

At The Gate

Stroke of A Pen

The Night

When Life Kicks In

Never Leave

A Lonely Road

Walking in the Wind

The Year

Train Tracks

The Day

The Plan

Time Changes

The House I Built

New York

I Don’t See Me

Free

I

City Lights

A house of Silence

She Never Left

The Song

Well Behaved Woman

A House of Silence

I Gave My Heart Away

I WANT TO DEDICATE THIS BOOK TO THE CLASS OF 58 & 59 L.D. BELL HIGH SCHOOL!

I spent a lot of my life looking back. Most of my memories are happy and good ones. I hope this book will bring back some of yours. I’m sure you will recognize a few.

Years Ago

The days from years ago slowly creep up and I am in a daze. The past was reminding me of another life time. I took one step in kind. Was I blind? So I took it all in stride. When you are young life comes at you pretty fast. They were times I wish some did last. Trying to take slow steps just is not in a young persons agenda. We just want to get on with life in general. The years were fun to me. I had a lot of time to grow up in my fantasy. Only fantasy can last so long till you realize it was wrong. Faced with a life my friends did not choose. I was now my own about to lose. Left to make adult decisions. I now realize I was still a child in a grown up world giving life a whirl. Totally unprepared for the life I was about to face. I survived only by Gods grace. Yes in one after noon years ago had sneaked up on me. So I closed my eyes and realized there is no going back. But I would do it all over once again if given a chance. In one’s life there is only one special dance. Years ago I took that chance. Too young to know which road to choose, years ago.

By Wanda Markham

6/21/2021

Someday

Someday I will see you again after the twilight of my life. I did not know it was possible to miss any one as much as my heart ache’s for you. Someday the pain will surely go away. I do not wait for the days to get better. With out you I must learn to weather. I no longer hear from you. I wonder is this forever? Someday my desire will over come reality and I will softly call your name. Will you feel the same? Will someday come for you to? It can not come for me too soon. Life with out you is lonely and leaves a empty space in my life. How do I carry on with out your arms to keep me warm? Do you remember telling me someday we would be together? And it would be forever. You must know my heart encased in stone to you belongs. One day will become someday and then for us life will go on. You and I together someday, forever. When the twilight years have passed our life together will be cast. That will be the day our hearts entwine at last. Someday.

By Wanda Markham

6/20/2021

The Cloud

While setting out early one evening, I starting watching one special cloud. It seemed to be wanting to talk to me. I whispered very softly, was there something to me you wanted to say? I heard the cloud say, talk to me. Tell me your secrets. Needless to say it surprised me a bit. So I spoke very low and the wind began to blow. The cloud moved closer, said you can tell me all your desires and I will tell no one. The cloud said, the wind and I understand and want to give you a helping hand. No one will know for the wind will blow them to a special place out in space. They will always be safe. So I began telling all my secrets and the cloud began to roll and bounce around in the sky. A smile come upon his face. It said to me, you have the best secrets in outer space, and the best secrets it had ever heard. The cloud and the wind took my secrets to that little place in outer space where they would forever be safe. Almost out of sight the cloud turned and said good bye, I’ll see you on the other side.

By Wanda Markham

5/18/2020

Yesterday

Yesterday I saw a little girl I had not seen in a while. I vaguely remember her playing with a doll. She had been gone for a very long time. I had forgotten she ever existed. That little girl was me. But the other day brought back her memory. All it took was a creek bed full of water flowing over a small waterfall. The setting a lot like a creek in my past. The last time I saw that creek I was looking at it the same way I was now. I was looking down. And I do not believe I ever saw that little girl again till now. I wanted to be a kid again. That creek made me want to jump in. The sound of running water over that waterfall flooded my memories. It took only a minute for me to snap back to reality. The thoughts of yesterday were only fleeting memories. But yesterday had come full circle. Standing by my grown son I wondered what he was thinking? For he now had his own grand children’s memories to be making. We all have our moment of yesterday. And I will keep that little girl tucked away. For I have so many yesterdays.

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4/30/2020

What I Left

I went back to the old home place for a visit. I arrived to open arms of memories. I got out of my car and began to walk the old oil road. I had not taken more than a few steps when I saw a rare horned toad. I remember when us kids use to catch them. I turned to look behind me and what did I see? Another memory. There walking was all my cousins trailing behind. Each one had something good to share. And my eyes began to tear. That very moment I realized what I had left behind. What I left was abundant love of all kinds. It was then I knew we had led a rich life of memories even though we were poor at the time. I wiped the tears from my eyes, looked up at the clear blue sky and knew I had not left anything behind. I had taken them every where I had gone. What I had left was a piece of my heart. No matter how far I walked down that road as I looked from one side to the other. I saw faces. And they all had left traces. I saw the old water well. On the piece of land where my granny’s house had stood, I could see her two dogs in what was her front yard, barking at something in the woods. What I thought I had left behind had been with me the whole time.

By Wanda Markham

8/5/19

Come sit on the Porch with me

Come sit on the porch with me. And I’ll tell you what it was like being me. Oh there will be some surprises, you will see. But most of all you will be intrigued. I do not myself, believe the life I did lead. Too young to know the difference, too young to know the consequences. In spite of all the mistakes I made, there