I Saw You, My Joy
I wasn’t sure she was out there, I wondered whatever I would do. Then into the room, I peered, my heart jumped, for there, I saw you. Years from then, it’s all mine, this… I Saw You, My Joy
Someday, From This Debt, I Hope I’m Never Free
What was once just down the hall, now requires a plan, accounting for all. The sweet, trusted security only separated by a flight of stairs, is somewhere in the past, or at least not so easily found, or fast. The supported now strain to support, and one longs for it all, again to be the other way around.
This Man I Know
This man wanders some would say but he’d argue there’s cause-
Misunderstood at times because he wishes for a time that was.
I heard him once, calling up from some lonesome ole riverbed-
Why won’t someone come rescue me, so I can rest my weary head.
I’d bring it up to him but he’d reason there’s no need-
Another somewhere in anguish would deserve to be freed.
What Did You Do Today?
It was you I came to see, I chose this to do with my day In tears, I left, just how much do these troubles weigh Tone, I can handle some, but I tripped over… What Did You Do Today?
God Bless the USA, Let’s Pray
Go to some quiet place, exhale, bow in reverence, and just pray.
List every little thing you are thankful for if you need words to say.
Lost in place
I gave benefits despite the doubt, everything was all I tried.
It was the answer missing that dropped me to the floor, I cried.
Pains ran in every direction from my heart, it hurt in every limb
How was it that the known wasn’t a better choice than the him
2015 in review
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 12,000 times in… 2015 in review
Honoring her December birthday
This morning though, I remember my Aunt Janette. Below, I have shared a poem that I wrote in honor of my aunt. She was a beautiful person, inside and out. I was fortunate enough to have a relationship with her right from the time I was born. Last night when I looked at my calendar, and I let the date register with me, I stopped and I thought about my wonderful aunt. She is still very much missed and I cannot wait to see her again, one day, in heaven. This morning, I remember her, and I share this poem I wrote a few years ago.