The Johnny to My June
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“The Johnny to My June”
Written By: Maribeth Duncan
Dedicated To: Gary Duncan
January 21, 2012
Forty years have passed since you came into this unforgiving world.
Fifteen of those years gone and wasted on this once miserable girl.
Brought together by chance, and committed for life, at first, only by the birth of a son.
We turned a deaf ear to the skeptical critics we swore we were in this for the long-run.
The promises quickly spoken and then selfishly broken, with little care or concern,
Haunt my memory, repeated in my mind’s eye, like the sting of a fresh cigarette burn.
Both of us equally reprehensible, although neither accepting our fair share of the blame,
Hidden in denial, and buried in our lies, we plotted revenge behind our walls of shame.
Our collision course rapidly headed for death, led us to become husband and wife,
What the hell? How much more could we have left of this miserable and wretched life?
The birth of a beautiful daughter seemed to calm the tides, but soon we were back to our old tricks.
Only this time we took the pain to a new level, we beat each other with words as if they were sticks.
Youth on our side, drink and drug to fuel our bottomless pit of fear and unstoppable loath,
We stumbled, fell, crumbled, and then dwelled cycling our insanity until our age tired us both.
Death avoided, but battered to our very cores, we retreated beaten, yet the war remained un-won.
Time healed old wounds and wisdom replaced our youth, as we prepared strategically for one last run.
Forgiveness swelling our hearts and experience flooding our heads, we were better than before.
The unbridled spirit of love left a window open, when the depraved corpse of hate closed the door.
The state of love and trust we tattered and shattered like shards of broken glass,
Is a constant reminder to never again become camouflaged like a snake in the grass.
It is not the kids alone that make our family, nor this old house that makes our home.
It is that you are my best friend, my lover, and the one I’ve CHOSEN this life with whom to roam.
You are the Adam to my Eve, the Clyde to my Bonnie, and the Johnny to my June,
I never want to be without you, and if you left, I would follow you to the sun and moon.
I thought I would die without ever knowing the overwhelming feeling of an unconditional love song,
But you surprised me again, Baby, I thought it was over for me and then you went and proved me wrong.
Falling in love with you has been an unbelievable journey, and I’d have you know, I’d do it all over again.
So hold your head high, Honey, shoulders back and stand up straight, like the brave soldier you have been.
Written By: Maribeth Duncan
Dedicated To: Gary Duncan
January 21, 2012
Forty years have passed since you came into this unforgiving world.
Fifteen of those years gone and wasted on this once miserable girl.
Brought together by chance, and committed for life, at first, only by the birth of a son.
We turned a deaf ear to the skeptical critics we swore we were in this for the long-run.
The promises quickly spoken and then selfishly broken, with little care or concern,
Haunt my memory, repeated in my mind’s eye, like the sting of a fresh cigarette burn.
Both of us equally reprehensible, although neither accepting our fair share of the blame,
Hidden in denial, and buried in our lies, we plotted revenge behind our walls of shame.
Our collision course rapidly headed for death, led us to become husband and wife,
What the hell? How much more could we have left of this miserable and wretched life?
The birth of a beautiful daughter seemed to calm the tides, but soon we were back to our old tricks.
Only this time we took the pain to a new level, we beat each other with words as if they were sticks.
Youth on our side, drink and drug to fuel our bottomless pit of fear and unstoppable loath,
We stumbled, fell, crumbled, and then dwelled cycling our insanity until our age tired us both.
Death avoided, but battered to our very cores, we retreated beaten, yet the war remained un-won.
Time healed old wounds and wisdom replaced our youth, as we prepared strategically for one last run.
Forgiveness swelling our hearts and experience flooding our heads, we were better than before.
The unbridled spirit of love left a window open, when the depraved corpse of hate closed the door.
The state of love and trust we tattered and shattered like shards of broken glass,
Is a constant reminder to never again become camouflaged like a snake in the grass.
It is not the kids alone that make our family, nor this old house that makes our home.
It is that you are my best friend, my lover, and the one I’ve CHOSEN this life with whom to roam.
You are the Adam to my Eve, the Clyde to my Bonnie, and the Johnny to my June,
I never want to be without you, and if you left, I would follow you to the sun and moon.
I thought I would die without ever knowing the overwhelming feeling of an unconditional love song,
But you surprised me again, Baby, I thought it was over for me and then you went and proved me wrong.
Falling in love with you has been an unbelievable journey, and I’d have you know, I’d do it all over again.
So hold your head high, Honey, shoulders back and stand up straight, like the brave soldier you have been.
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I liked it all,
but I loved this line
Thank you for sharing your personal story through prose.
I will be back to read it again