Wednesday, April 23, 2014

That Wonderful Rain

Droplets of rain
tapping my pane
delivering sleep
one that is deep
providing me rest
the type that is best
a body revival
insuring survival
for when I awake
I'll give life a shake
weary no more
how could one ignore
the blessing of rain
as it taps on the pane



Sunday, April 20, 2014

The Special Needs Parent

His life perfect
at least that's how he viewed it
the typical dream of most
a house
a coupl'a nice cars
a lovely wife
and that one and a half kids

Yes, one was on the way

His boy

Excited
he let all his friends know
told of all his plans
how his son would become
club champion
not only in tennis
but golf as well

Oh how he would mold his son

Then it all crashed
the doctors said
there was little hope
the boy would be born normal

A great sorrow set in upon him
he wondered how this could happen
how could they deal with a child
with special needs

He and his wife
knew that they had no choice
but to accept a son
who would require special care

The day came
his son was born
the doctor handed the baby over to the father
and as he received the crying infant
the baby immediately took hold
of the mans little finger

A grimace that the man had worn
for the last three months
turned to a smile as
he found a deeper love
than he knew could ever exist



In The Dark

Night has arrived
eyes are closed
the sounds
of the world around me
have awakened

My awareness
growing
my ears taking it all in

The gentle flow of the river

Bullfrogs in a distant pond

Crickets among the grasses along the hedgerow

Peace has come to visit my valley

It is in this darkness
during these still quiet hours
between midnight and dawn
with the distractions of this world
removed
that I am able to hear
what my heart has to say
and
listen to my spirit sing



Saturday, April 19, 2014

The Fool and His Mouth are Not Often Parted

Those that knew him
thought him the fool
his mouth would run on
repeating words and ideas
he had heard
but never really understood

Not knowing nor understanding
half of the issues
he attempted to share
attacked his credibility
within the whole of what he would say
making him
unbelievable to others

All that he claimed to believe
had belonged to others
he had never taken the time to think
and make these beliefs his own





Blessing or Bane

Love visits hearts
bringing both joy and sorrow
what is not known
is its tomorrow

Will love be a blessing
or become a bane
will it bring you joy
or cause your pain

This is not known
when one first does fall
yet one of the two, often both
happen to all

But to never know love
leaves us empty inside
cold toward the world
love should not be denied

Even as pain
it says someone once cared
and for a short time
our heart had been spared

A life without love
would be a horror untold
leaving ones heart
both empty and cold



Thursday, April 17, 2014

At What Cost

He grew up in a family wanting
at times with little food on the table
and often bedtime came on empty stomachs

His mother cleaning and ironing for others
his father seldom awake as he worked nights
together they barely kept a roof over their heads

Growing up, he was mostly on his own
making his way through life during the week
the kids in this neighborhood were raising themselves

He and his friends did what they could
In order to chase away the hunger they felt
To give each other a feeling of togetherness
To help each other survive life without parents

It was the worst of times

Sunday would then arrive
an actual meal would somehow be found on the table
the family was together

The bed would not find him hungry this night
not for bread
nor the love of family

Mom making sure there was enough in his belly
Dads laughter filling his heart
lifting his spirit and bringing smiles to all their faces

This was the best of times

As he grew he vowed to escape this life
never to have that empty feeling of want again
to do whatever it took, no matter the cost

His times were about to change

Once he moved on
he found that there was no-one willing to help him
he was again on his own

He learned to not only step over others
but to step on them in his attempt
to escape the past

He learned well, moved on
and left not only the old neighborhood
but his friends and family behind as well

The work seemed endless
there was no time anything else in his new life
but there was no want

The toys came
the food extravagant
but another yearning
another hunger
entered him

He wanted more

Yes his belly was full
but he was alone on Sundays now

Where was his fathers laughter

Where did the smiles and lifted spirits disappear to

How did this emptiness return

Maybe those days long ago
were not the worst of times
after all



Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Was It Really The Grass That Was Greener

Oh how he hated his place in life
each time he would gaze in the mirror
what he saw was deeply disturbing
you could only compare what he saw
to a vast and barren wasteland
the years of toil had taken their toll
just as the arid winds had turned
plains into desert

It was more than age that showed
depression was written over his face
an emptiness was plain to see

As he plodded along through life
he would often come upon others
meeting them during these wanderings
so many wore smiles
they appeared happy
they seemed to be filled with vitality

They were alive

“Oh to be as they”
he thought

To live the life of others was his wish
all of them had it better than he did
the grass on his side of the fence had no life
while theirs was a beautiful plush green

He would often be heard complaining
that life itself was totally fair

Finally he decided to make the move
he would live on the other side of the fence
where the grass was green
but as he did
the grass began to turn brown
then died and the winds swept it away

If only he had watered his life