Always lend a helping hand
Kevin D. Parish
Tag: #Life
REWARD
The best reward we experience is found when it’s shared
Kevin D. Parish
GUARDIAN… a poem
Come back to me when you find yourself
Come back with all of you
The fairy tale we called our own
Was a perfect dream come true
But fate lies in the nature of
This ever-changing world
You may have lost the one you love
But you’ll never lose this girl
You see, I have a pair of wings
And I watch you, everyday
So, when you find yourself again
Know your angel is okay
LAUNCH… a poem
The sea called
The lanterns were lit
As the sails filled with the crisp night wind
A journey begun
Into the unknown
One book closed as another begins
First, we crawl
Then, we walk
As the world opens to our delight
Mother and father
Watch as we go
When our day transitions to night
Beginning, afresh
Foundation is firm
With each step new adventures begin
When soon we find
What we left behind
Repeats when the next boat comes in
LOOK AT ME! … a poem
You’ve hurt me
You’ve humiliated me
You’ve disappointed me
You’ve made me cry
You’ve broken my heart
You’ve broken my spirit
You’ve caused me guilt I cannot deny
You’ve looked at me with contempt, sometimes
You’ve proffered words of poor advice
But I forgive and love you
No matter what
As I see you in the mirror
Looking back into my eyes
CHASING THE HORIZON.. a poem
“I am not now, nor shall I ever be,
Sated with this life of philosophy!”
Those were the last words I thought I would hear
Whispered from the lips of the one I held dear.
Then a palpable change settled in the room,
And I wondered aloud, “Could this be our doom?”
And a miracle happened, there before my eyes,
As the body before me started to rise.
Not from some ill-fated ghostly-formed force
No, this was the willingness of quite another source.
Stunned, though I be, as I stood there in wonder,
I couldn’t help but smile at the small clap of thunder.
You see, a storm had been raging outside,
As if in this room, where I gazed full of pride.
She then lay back down, content and enlightened.
With her last words she smiled – “I’ll be chasing the horizon!”
ASHES… a poem
The ashes are all that’s left
Of the woman I loved so dear.
These callused hands once held her close
While these lips whispered in her ear.
Now, I say, I love you.
I will repeat those words every day.
And in my mind, I still hear your reply
Because, it was always that way.
