LIFE IS GOOD… a poem

Will envy be the cause,

For the last fighter to go down?

Will jealousy conquer,

And continue to tear lives apart?

Will fame really give solace

To those who have had none?

What of you and me?

Will our common sense prevail,

Or will the world have its way with us?

No!  We have God on our side!

We have each other, too!

Life is good!

Couple, Hands, Holding Hands, Man
Pixaby

FALLING STAR… a poem

Mountain, Sunset, Sky, Silhouette, Plane

I caught a falling star

What else could I do

I cupped it gently in my palm

To hold and give to you

But as I held it

It grew bright

So, I thought I’d let it fly away

I reached up high

Towards the sky

But, in my palm, it stayed

I said, “You’re free! You can go!”

It only stared at me

Then words unspoken

Pierced my heart

Where once was misery

And something happened

Then and there

Within my very core

Deep inside

This broken soul

Is brokenness – no more

IMAGINATION… a poem

White Teddy Bear Reading Book

I sit here and watch the other kids play

Another short night

Another long day

But I don’t feel sorry for myself anymore

I discovered books

And began to explore

From little kids flying

Holding each other’s hands

To a far away place

That they called Neverland

And a giant white whale

Far out at sea

With a man who would kill it

To be who he’d be

Late at night there’s a knocking

Upon someone’s door

Could it be The Raven

No, “’tis the wind and nothing more”

So, please don’t feel sorry

I’m as happy little guy

My legs may not work

But my limit is the sky