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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Uncles/Aunts (04/17/08)

TITLE: Lifesavers and Hugs
By Marita Thelander


I have a favorite Auntie, though she’s not family.
She loves every child, and we all call her Aunt Bea.

She never did get married, but we heard she had a beau.
She would smile at his name, as she whispered sweetly, “Joe”.

He went to fight in the war; she loved to tell his story.
How he saved his best friend’s life, with a single act of glory.

At church she always sat, in the very same place.
Her vast rounded back-side left an imprint in her space.

The kids would huddle ‘round, for Lifesavers and a hug.
She would pinch our cheeks and say, “You’re as cute as a bug.”

We would giggle, tease, and fight, for a smidgen of her love.
One time, Thomas gave a push, and then I felt a shove.

I plummeted head first, right into Aunt Bea.
I found myself enfolded, in the midst of her belly.

Tara giggled, Thomas laughed, the others stared in shock.
Tears sprung up, I felt the chaff, I turned away to walk.

Aunt Bea said shoo, the kids all left, she pulled me in real tight.
She grabbed a tissue, movements deft, she understood my plight.

I earned a seat next to her, was invited every Sunday.
She loved to sing and worship and I often heard her pray.

I watched her week to week, and loved her more and more.
As she taught me how to serve Him, church no longer was a bore.

I gave my heart to Jesus; she held me close and cried.
I had learned in Sunday school, about when Jesus died.

I never really got it, until Aunt Bea explained.
Then I understood the reason why my heart had felt such pain.

From that day on I knew, Aunt Bea she loved me best.
But never did she show it to, Thomas, Tara, and the rest.

Today I am a mommy, my baby I now hold.
I named her Beatrice; she will have a heart of gold.

A tribute to my mentor, though she’s not family.
I know she’ll be just like her, the one I call Aunt Bea.

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Laury Hubrich 04/24/08
Love this title! Very good story within a poem. Very unique.
Rebecca O'Connor04/24/08
My eyes danced through this enjoyable poem. Sorry, but I too giggled when you fell into her belly!
Shirley McClay 04/24/08
SO cute!!! Loved this line... "At church she always sat, in the very same place.
Her vast rounded back-side left an imprint in her space."

Sweet and fun.
Sara Harricharan 04/24/08
Love the ryhthm and flow of this. I especially like Aunt Bea. It was a lovely glimpse of this strong woman-especially the lifesavers and hugs, those were good details. ^_^
Debbie Wistrom04/28/08
This was fun and touching, thank God for Aunt Beas. Keep uo the good words.
Jan Ackerson 04/28/08
Love her big backside!

The poem was charming, but I think it would be improved with a more consistent meter. It's very close, some minor tweaking would do the trick.
Catrina Bradley 04/28/08
What a fun poem - a cute story and a good message, too. Love the ending. (I also agree with Jan's comments.) :-) Cat
Tessy Fuller04/29/08
My favorite part was also the cleverly written backside imprint. I enjoyed this poem.
Willena Flewelling 04/29/08
What a wonderful lady... Aunt Bea. I am not a poetry person, but I really enjoyed this!
Chely Roach04/29/08
AH! This was a great read...very entertaining!
Loren T. Lowery04/30/08
Thank goodness for people like Aunt Bea who can change our lives for the good. And, like your poem tell so well, it's not really the big things that can influence us as much as it is the little things like "Lifesavers and Hugs"
Great job.
Joshua Janoski05/01/08
A very cute poem. It was a lot of fun to read.

I laughed at the part about her backside leaving an imprint.

Thank you so much for sharing this!
Beckie Stewart05/01/08
Great poem and tribute to this woman who made a difference in the lives she touched.