Donna My Reason

By Dennis Wright

To love and be loved is the greatest endeavor in life. Donna and I have found that kind of love. It is the kind of love that naturally creates serenity. We are at our best together and have had 4 arguments in 16 years. I write her poetry because of that love and we have a bond that transcends all hardship. We had at one time three teenagers and life got interesting. We have only one child at home now and very soon we are off to see the world. You can help by buying this book. Some of the verse here is from our beginnings and none of it is in order time wise, but it is all positive and we feel that you cannot help but be blessed. Come, enjoy our love with us and you will see why I love her like I do.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Mar 6, 2023
• ISBN: 9798823002622

Dennis Wright

We are Dennis and Donna and we have, together, 11 children. I married Donna knowing full well that she had nine kids. I was 45 years old and 10 years clean and sober, and in my right mind. We have raised up all the children and now are enjoying life.

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CONTENTS

Donna My Reason

9 Kids

A Dance

A Moment

A Red Bike

A Road Through The Misty Glade

A Tear For Two

Afterglow

Already

Angel

Angels

Argument

As It Seems

At The Reins

At The Temple

Awkward

Be You

Because Of You

Being Dad

Being Still True

Belonging

Blue Jay

Breathing

Brick

Canary

Child Of Labor

Chip And Dip

Company For Dinner

Cool Embrace

Crazy Driving

Daffodil Dancer

Dead Poet

Deer Dreams

Dilemma

Happy Mother’s Day One Day Late

Donna [Number 1,000,980,021]

Edging God Out

Emalina

Embrace The Obvious

End Of The Line

Enough

Escape From Self

Fine Wine

Flower

For You My Love

Frogs And Pickles

Getting Out

God’s Pride

Going To The Temple

Good Night

Happy Mothers Day

Have I Told You Today?

He Sees And Knows

Heartbreak

Hello Beautiful

Hero

His

Husband

I Saw Her Tonight

I Say It Again Today

I Want To Rhyme For You

It’s Only Me

In All The Realm

Isaiah

Joy

Keeping Promises

Lights

Little Boy In The Back Row

Living The Testimony

Lopsided Fires

Love In A Child

Love Story

Love

Make It Work

Making Her Happy

Making Love

Making The Cut

Marrying Your Best Friend

Martha

Meeting

Mobile Home Park

Morn

Motive

My Beautiful Eternal Wife

My Best

My Girl

My Wife,

Nature

Noble Mobile Sisters

Nuts

Oil

On The Porch

On The Road To You

One Flight Up

One More I Love You

Photograph

Pieces

Pink Eye In Both Eyes

Pirate

Places

Poet’s Dirge

Preaching Angry

Pure Joy

Removing The Hedge

Returning Anew To Zion

Room 104

Sailing The Open Sea

Sailing

Sake Of Art

She Loves Me

She Needs A Song

Sleeping Beauty

Sleeping In The Holiday

Sleeping Next To You

Special Needs

Takes A Minute

Talking To Joe

Tears Of Love

The Animal

The Baby Blessing

The Beauty Of More

The Bed

The Choice

The Day Of Do

The Due

The Flower

The Heart

The Model

The Money Tree

The Morning Son

The New Day

The Noisy Secret Gift

The Poet’s First Love

The Road

The Sail

The Sale

The Things That Poetry Can Buy

The Wedding

There

Thorn In The Flesh

To My Wife

Touch

Unsung

When You Know

When

Wince

Windows Of The Heart

Windy

With An I Do

With The Lights On

Without End

Yikes!

Young American Girl

You To Me

You, My Smile

Your Life

This book is dedicated, of course,

to Donna, my wife, my life

DONNA MY REASON

This book that you hold in your hand is a tribute to one of creations finest masterpieces; my wife, my life, my Donna.

As the title states she is the reason that I have been able to be all the things that I used to only dream about. She is the reason that I now have 7 books published. She is the reason that I got the chance to live out my dream of being a state licensed contractor. She is the reason that I got to be a prom king at 46 years old. (She was elected Queen) She is the reason that I got to be blessed by being a husband. She is the reason that I have been able to hold on to my sobriety, through mental illness, for 25 years. She is the reason that I am living my dream as a drug and alcohol counselor in the beautifully pristine mountains near Lake Arrowhead, California. She is the reason that I will enter the Third Heaven. She is the reason that I have been able to walk into a Temple where only the proven righteous can go. She is the reason I still have all my hair. She is the reason that I love.

Donna has given birth to nine children, one at a time, and the two youngest stay the same age for four months each year. One, Evan, died in a swimming accident when he was five years old. Donna struggled for 10 years with an addiction that she overcame many years ago. She is one of the hardest working women I have ever met as you will be able to tell in some of the writings in this book. There is no way that I can picture her with a needle in her arm, but she did those things to herself.

These poems tell of our journey down many roads which have all led us to a closer relationship with each other. We are deeply committed to Jesus and have been members of several churches and are members now to a church that we believe in. Our path together has led us to where we are. If it had not been for this fantastic woman in my life I would never have known how to fully appreciate the simple pleasures that are by far the best. We sit at night by the fire and drink hot chocolate and cuddle even sixteen years later. We work at the same company where we minister together to Gods’ children that are recovering from addictions. The clients always state that we are an inspiration to them for the possibility that they too may be truly happy in a relationship one day.

Donnas’ full life story is coming out in another of my books very soon. That book is a novel about love and sobriety and how to live with both and not go insane. We have held on to our sanity for 16 years now as we raised up her 9 children. When I met her I was 45 years old and she was 33 and we made a deal to raise up the kids (two were still in diapers) and then we would go see the world. I started writing these love poems and it is now our hope that you will buy this book so we can finish living out the dream.

Relax and enjoy this tribute that I have put together for the love of my life. I think the most important thing about my wife and this book is that is shows that a woman who never finished the 10th grade and who has the fortitude to overcome a massive drug habit, can not only win at life, but can become immortal in verse. I love you Donna, I know that this year I didn’t have much to give you for your birthday, I am hoping that this book will make up for it. Happy Birthday my love.

9 KIDS

There’s the alarm

Crimany, how many people are in this bed?

Just the two babies and us

Lights been on all night

Try to put my shoes on

Ouch, match box car

Can’t see the other shoe

Babies look funny with them on

Try to brush my teeth

Oh Poo, Poligrip on my brush

They must not have known the difference

Need another new brush

And another hiding place

They seem to like my brush

All the kids are awake

No room for me at the table

There goes spilled milk

Down my socks

Mom somehow found time to make my lunch

She’s a miracle with all this

She has time for each

Big ones help drink the coffee

One dollar in my pocket

They needed the milk money

And snack money

Finally all in school

Bubble gum stuck to the truck door

Glad it’s not in the carpet

Time to leave

There’s a noise

The sprinkler is shot

It was tied to the bumper

All day long my mind is on

Her and the kids

There is reason and purpose

To struggle through work

Lunchtime finds a water gun stashed in the lunch pail

A phone call

One of the teenagers is struggling

With the car payment

This job won’t cover it

At the end of the work day

I stop for treats

When I get home

I’ll be the hero again

Pull up to the house

There are 8 bikes in the driveway

Didn’t know we were having a party

Inside one of the preteens is giving away the juices

OK as long as it’s not wasted

I am the almost hero

Not enough treats to go around

It’s OK

They can learn to share

At dinner not all are home

We’ll have to save some extra

They all eventually arrive

This time it’s spilled Kool-Aid

Got lucky, missed me

Homework is a hassle with 3 and 4 at a time

Teachers base their stuff on 2 kids per household

They have no idea what they’re asking of mom and pops

We get as much done as possible

And send notes begging for understanding

It’s TV time

I have been watching cartoons for so long

They are now my preference

After TV comes bed and the fighting to stay awake

And stay out after curfew

It is all resolved the same way every night

Then it just keeps on changing

The bed right now is just mom and I

We say our prayers of thanks for another day

Blessed with the abundance of Love

Sometimes it seems too much

And it would be for one alone

Thank you God for her

And my perspectives

I Love them all

And I know they know it

Because it returns

A DANCE

This little guy loves me

The earthly father he has known

Like Jesus to Joseph

Not in blood, but still my own

He explodes sometimes

Complete and total animation

He does it when happiness overwhelms

It is a complete Matthew celebration

He does it when he is sure I can see

But will not perform on demand

Pure freedom is this grateful seed

Excitement beams from his valiant stand

As dad I am filled with compassion

My limbs too old to try and imitate

The dance is for me to joyfully consume

It is pure glee, and never less than great

There in my thought just the other day

Was how I will act when I traverse my being

When I meet Jesus for the first time

What part will He first be seeing?

And I know what I am going to do

The very first thing I want Jesus to see

My entrance into His loving eyes and ears

His first heavenly impression of me

I want Him to know how it feels inside

So I am willingly going to take the chance

And with my brand new heavenly body

Do for Him the Matthew dance

A MOMENT

I saw it there, a meteor falling into want

A remedy available to the wet pillow

It was there in that moment

We had to gracefully go or grow

And I wanted no release

From the charm

I wanted never to cause

a tear or harm

I wanted only to be wanted more

I wanted only to see you soar

And now in this moment

And on this my impression

I know you cried tonight

God’s wisdom my session

It was there tonight

A flame flickering for lack of attention

It cannot be fed

It is not allowed nutrition

What you do for me

I am telling because Jesus knows

There has been no sin outside

Only our talent shows

For it is in the hallowed wings

I will not allow to be spent

For we have earned the freedom

to be our own frozen moment

Embrace us now as it begins

For Love is never wasted

And it is within the warmth of friends

Where Love is first tasted

A RED BIKE

What do you want for your birthday my child?

Oh Daddy, can I please have a bright new bike?

Yes my daughter you may have my mercy mild

As always you may have all of the gifts you like

Oh Daddy how will you pay for this gift of mine?

How can you expect me to wait for two weeks?

You know how expectations affect my mind

Suppose, just suppose your wallet springs leaks

Oh Daddy I know that you have always been true

And I know Daddy that I don’t want to wait

But