The empty years of lifeRush in with regrets and strifes The only if I had didReflecting on your kids Old age has settled on meMy limbs cut off my tree No longer at youths’ doorMy mind is screaming for more Days of running carefreeAll my children and me Drinking carelessly with...
What will never beIt makes it hard for me What could have beenForever is a no-win It’s hard to climb the wallBecause it only brings my fall But I climb it anywayIt’s not for you to say My heart doesn’t match my mindSo, Trouble lurks so close behind I live within...
It is funny how only when we’re older we recount timeIt always seems to be only good things, days sublime Stories mother or daddy told us as we sat quietlyListening and taking in every word, eager as could be The stories of their childhood, a time when things were goodBut their...
The flickering flame of lifeFilled with anguish and strife Trying to stay alightThough wind rolls into fright Our lives experience manyDays of happiness plenty Working hard to establishFamily life of bliss As the flames die downTrue friends huddle around Your life was not in vainA circle of true friends remains Pull...
Life is a window looking outOpen it wide; don’t whisper, shout When you find you have nothing to doGet outdoors, change up your view Don’t sit and wishGet out and fish Watch the squirrels as they racePuts a smile on your face When water meets the skySnap away as you sigh...
what does it mean to weather a stormTerrible elements happen out of the norm Where do you seek guidance fromSupport from family, will it come Some days, the seas of life are roughGrab onto the oars row and be tough One day soon, all seas will be calm and tranquil Don’t...
The wind shifted today and brightened my moodSummers out the back door, ushering in a new moon. I like the first chill of autumn, now snow up aheadThe days seem shorter, sending me to an early bed I sip my morning cup of coffee, content as can be.I ponder how those...
Robin..little bird She had green Irish eyesThat Made the boys sigh A fearless soulWith courage bold The last of mothers’ large lotAffection from her, she sought Affection would never comeMama gave it to her sons The little bird continued to soarBright green eyes, always hoping for more Throughout her whole lifeShe...
My morning place is where I wentI found another’s face had taken it A strange woman looked me in the eyessomewhat Familiar, perhaps a disguise I edge a little closer to get a better lookAs I got closer, the woman’s head shook I wondered why she had come on this daySo...
