DO NOT GIVE UP… a thought

man looking up holding his hair

In the forefront of my mind

Where dreams are but fading shadows

Too quickly forgotten

Along with the feelings they momentarily held

I find myself scouring the depths of my memories

Hoping, praying to find the solace therein

That small slice of time that I know

Deep in my heart

I can never recapture

But, I do not give up hope

THE STREAK… a silly something or another

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Streaking down from up on high

Where clouds bear heavy burdens

And the sun struggles to get through

There, I saw an amazing sight

One that took my breath away

And brought chill bumps to my body

A sight that will stop you in your tracks

And make the world cease its spinning

Well, not really and only for a moment

Yep, an unexpected explosion of lightning

The kind that makes you whisper a prayer

Whether you want to or not

Whew, I hope there’s a restroom near

I’LL BE OKAY… a poem

man standing on wooden chair

One step, two step

Falling back three

This ever changing landscape

Is getting the best of me

Just when it seems

I’ve broken through

Into a better place

The cruelty of reality

Slaps me in the face

But, that’s alright

I’ll trudge along

Tomorrow’s another day

And if this is the worse thing

That happens to me

I think I’ll be okay

FLOWERS… a poem

green and white flower garden

The flowers are so pretty

But the scenery is blue

Tell me, how did I get here

Was there nothing I could do

I did my best to love

And tried to do all that I could

For those who needed more than me

I hope they understood

Now, looking down upon the petals

Red, white and azure blue

I only wish I had more time

Before my life was through

VOICE… thoughts

woman wearing white sweater carrying a daughter

Bring me the voice of your father

And I will show you a truth that will not falter

Bring me the voice of your mother

And I will show you a love that is unbreakable

GUARDIAN ANGEL… a song

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They all said I couldn’t know you

But what they didn’t see

Were the windows to my soul

Where you will always be with me

Yeah, I was just a baby

When God took you away

But your presence, it still lingers

In every breath I take

Guardian Angel, yes, that is you

Picking me up when I fall down

Pulling me back when I’m feeling blue

Guardian Angel, still here today

Physically, I cannot touch you

But, you’re in my heart to stay

Guardian Angel

When I look into mirror

There is a freckle in my eye

People tell me it’s endearing

And sometimes it makes me cry

Not because I’m sad, you see

No, the opposite is true

The reflection that I see of me

Is a reflection of you too

Guardian Angel, yes, that is you

Picking me up when I fall down

Pulling me back when I’m feeling blue

Guardian Angel, still here today

Physically, I cannot touch you

But, you’re in my heart to stay

Guardian Angel

The hawk soars

Even while the tiny blackbird

Deftly dive bombs it from on high

One merely twitches and adjusts

The other strokes and falls

They both carry a faith

Whether large or small

Neither of them lose their focus

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REFLECTION… some thoughts

person wearing maroon dress shirt wearing brown hat

We find moments of reflection, sometimes

In the oddest of places

Riding in a car when an old song plays

Looking at a person you think you know, but don’t

Watching the gait of a stranger in front of you on a sidewalk

Hearing a sound or voice with just the right pitch and tone

Yes, we reflect upon the past

And we dream of the future

While we live in the here and now

And contemplate time…

RECEIVE… a poem

When I was small

You picked me up

You held my hand

You gave me love

Now I’m older

But I still see

The love in your eyes

When you look at me

And just like you

I pass it along

To my children and theirs

This sweet love song

Sometimes with words

And with actions too

The loving heart in this heart

I received from you

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