When the Beatles came to be famous for their music I was there.
I even grew my hair long and many times got in trouble in school.
It was so much fun to see the young girls “Twist and Shout”, and drool.
When I met my first girl friend we would listen to the tunes while in the hospital.
We would talk about this new music that was sweeping all around this land.
I was scolded by the security guards for saying, “I Want to Hold Your Hand".
After nine months she was released from the hospital and I left one month later.
That last night together she finally told me the news as we walked side by side.
My eyes swelled when I saw the bus and she said,” I have a Ticket to Ride"!
People told us that loving a person that lives far away was a very foolish thing.
She was a senior cheerleader in high school, I was twelve, but I was not weak.
The next eight months love letters poured back and forth, “Eight Days A Week”.
A friend who was much older than I told me he had seen her with someone new.
When I wrote her my final letter I expressed my jealous way very loud.
We broke up and I was devastated she refused my words, “We Can Work It Out”.
My friends could see a change in me the next day when I did nothing in school.
Even the teacher that wrote me up because when she asked, I had nothing to say.
After school caring people asked when I broke up and I answered, “Yesterday”!
Took a while to admit to myself that she was gone and I had to pick up the pieces.
My friends chipped in to buy a cheap bottle of the Thunder bird Wine.
After only a few sips I went home and the next day I told them, “I Feel Fine”.
Met my wife when I was still a student in high school and she was in college.
My family was poor and her parents had a older model used old Plymouth car.
She drove five miles from another city and said, “Baby, You Can Drive My Car”!
I left to the Vietnam War after my senior year and she was still my girlfriend.
After many friends killed made me write and breakup and she didn’t understand.
When I came home I was lost without her and I roamed like a “Nowhere Man”.
She had changed and her mother spoke to her to at least give me another chance.
One day my house phone rang, it was her sweet voice wanting to talk to me too.
I remember her crying, forgiving me, and then she asked,” Please, Love Me Do".
Well, after five long years of going steady she finally made me proposed to her.
We got married, had two sons together and we spent 36 years as man and wife.
She died this May 4th 2009 but she will forever be remembered, “In My Life”.
After writing the poem I am driving over to the cemetery and I will sing to her.
I will also tell her along with my prayers that this poem is, “From Me To You”!
I will tell her that I am sending this with, “All My loving” because I love you too.
Copyright © Oscarelizondo Thursday December 24, 2009 9:06 AM
This poem is a dedication to my wife because I miss her so much and we grew up with the music of the Beatles. She is still here in spirit and I wish to thank you my friends for reading this, it really means alot to me.