You invited them for one day
and they invite themselves
to stay for two weeks with you.
They take over everything you want to do,
making arrangements to go here and there,
doing things you don’t want to do.
I’ve had this happen to me three times
and now I am saying no more.
When we go away, again
I am not telling anyone,
except our kids.
I want no more excess baggage
to travel along with us.
20 September 2008
who proclaims their lovein the sweetest melody of a song.He stands beneath a parapetalmost unseen playing and singingto his life’s love on high.The tingling of the loveris the feeling they rejoice withof knowing the melody of loveis meant for only them.Then chorus of Angelsjoin in the serenadeof love finding a partnerin a serenade.22 March 2008
A ladies excuse me was called,you took my hand and led me onto the floor.We danced to the tunes that followedgetting closer as each dance went through.It seemed as if you were never going to let goand I found myself a partner,a partner for now and always.We looked into one another’s eyesneeding nothing to say.Tonight…
look down on you as inferior.Sadly, they are the oneswho are the inferior types.They think because they knowlong and undistinguishable wordsthey stand out above the rest.To my mind they are the lower speciesbecause they have not yet graspedthat we are all human beingsno worse nor no betterthan the rest.26 September 2009
I have forgotten who I wasand what a family was for.I drifted into a worldnot letting anyone else in.Now I want to break free,but I have forgotten whom I wasand the knowledge that I had gainedcould not help me now.As I ventured back to realitywhere no one knows me anymore.For years, I lived withinthe world…
falls a vacant stare.Our mind searches our memories,and worlds within there.It searches the faces of old friends,who are no longer here,looking for happy times,we enjoyed long ago.Then for a brief few moments,the memories surfacefrom the back roads of our mind,and those happy times and old friendsare back with us once again.
where palm trees growand gentle warms winds blow.Where golden sands stretchfor as far as the eyes can seeand the crystal blue watersroll to the shore lazily.Where the large golden eyelooks down from the skyand life moves at a slower paceas time slips silently by.Away from the maddening crowd,my life’s treasure awaits for my returningto our…
