A New Melody

Looking through the mist of time,

Of blizzard, flood and fire.  

A song has come from each event;

A sweet melody to inspire.

At times we thought could take no more,

Twas then a ray permeated the cloud.

It pieced the darkest day

And illuminated the blackest hour.

Storms will come and storms will go.

And each will leave its scar.

But flowers bloom in fire blackened earth,

And above the gloomy clouds there is a brilliant star.

Heidi Prewitt

July 2, 1998

The Old Popcorn Pot

It’s Saturday night long ago,

Out comes the popcorn pot.

Daddy twists the kitchen towel

For the kettle it is hot.

The corn starts a poppin’

And daddy starts his jig.

For he’s the pop corn man,

And with his towel, chases the kids.

The years have gone by

And times have changed.

The kids have grown and gone.

Silent and still sits the pot all stained.

The electric popper takes its place,

For every kernel pops.

No grime or grease to clean up,

It hardly takes a second thought.

Memories only linger now

When popcorns in the air,

Of merriment and pleasures long ago

To last throughout the years.

Heidi E Prewitt
 (About my father, Gene Munce, 1996)

Johnny's First Flight

See the old wooden leg 

Hangin' in the barn?

It used to be granpa's

But now he's gone.

The neighbor kids are there

Jenny and Heidi too.

Johnny's buggin' us all.

It's a real zoo!

Next thing we know

Johnny's flyin' through the air.

He meant to grab the wooden leg

But found his hand to be bare.

It must have been a thrill;

Johnny's first flight.

He landed on the wheel barrow

And gave us all a fright.

Heidi C Prewitt

July 26, 1998

I've Watched

Written for Randy Prewitt 12/061996

I've watched you climb the mountain steep

With snow shoes on your feet.

I've watched you shovel snow from under your truck

and finally get unstuck.

I've watched you go to and from work

All dressed in tie and shirt.

I've watched you toil in heat and cold

I know its getting very old.

I've watched your spirit sink

Only to rise again in a wink.

I've watched you struggle to make ends meet.

Because of you we always eat.

I've watched you build and build and build again

Hammer, saw, tape, mud and cement blend.

I've watched your unceasing toil

Sweat, drenched, torn and soiled.

I've watched your loving care for me

Without you, where would I be?

I've watched and wished I could carry your load

Much to you I owe!

I've watched and I've grown to love your very, very much

My heart you have deeply touched.

Heidi C Prewitt
December 10 1996