Daisies

A field of daisies down the road a bit
All standing so proud by the sun brightly lit.

The breeze that is made as the car sails by
Makes the closest ones seem to lean over and sigh.

I looked in the mirror once we were past
They were all back up straight in the sun did they bask.

Those white and yellow daisies a life could they be
The breeze from the car the hardships we see
Once they have passed, upright we will be.

It Seems 10/11/05

It seems like life has it out for me
Whenever things are good or seem to be
Things around crash in on me.

I start to recoup
The bills are current and not past due
Then once again life crashes in anew.

The latest events really through me for a loop
I ended up as usual in some real soup.
Away out I see or so it seems
But things just aren't happening so that I can see.

Partly I know 'cause I've left things undone
I try so hard to get ahead
But it seems like such a long hard run
One that I have never won.

Failure 9/20/05

Failure is as failure does
How I wish that failure was
A thing of the past
That would not last.

It felt so good
I was doing the things I knew I should
Many bad things I use to experience
Had fallen into the past tense.
But now new things are starting to show
These to me are quite a blow.
So little progress I've made I know.

It use to bother me to stay at home
I couldn't stand to be alone,
Now to leave causes me much stress
To leave my house empty is quite a test.
Once again I'm really scared
Will I be able to pay the fare
or will it place me in a snare?

May My Life Touch Others 7/19/05

There is but one thing I ask
When all my suffering is done
That my life may have touched others
When my final victory is won.

When this life for me is over and complete
May my life have touched others
To have a victory in defeat.

When on this earth I walk no more
May my life have touched someone
And help lead them to the Golden Shore.

I know not when my walk will be done
That is known only by the Almighty One
But while I'm here I ask just one thing
That my life may touch others and help them to sing.

Count Me Blessed 7/19/05

I am a diabetic, My health is poor
I hurt all the time as there's no arthritic cure
But all the same, I count myself blessed
For I AM ALIVE - not some of the rest.

I have lost my job, my health, and my home
I lost my friends and my family through no fault of my own.
But all the same, I count myself blessed,
For I AM ALIVE - not some of the rest.

I am fighting depression and PTSD too
Many don't understand what these things can do
But all the same, I count myself blessed,
For I AM ALIVE - not some of the rest.

Understanding 7/19/05

Understanding life is often not meant to be
What happens to ourselves and others
Sometimes we're just not meant to see.

To understand the why of things
Is not always our due
But often we ask anyways
"Please give us a clue."

"Just a hint to help us accept the things"
Not even many prayers seem to bring.

But faith that it was meant to be
Can be ours for the asking most times you see.

We may not understand the why
But with a little bit of faith we can get by.

Self Love 7/12/05

Love of self is a necessity
Without it happy we can never be.
A life of discontent we'd lead
For happiness we could only plead.

Love of self is not automatic
Sometimes it's only spasmatic
It takes time and it takes practice
To really know what love of self is.

It's not just liking the way we look
It goes much deeper
We need to see ourselves like an open book
Sometimes we see things we do not like
Parts of us we may wish would take a hike.

But self-love means we understand
What it takes for us to on our two feet land.
It means we see the way we are
And what we need to go really far.

It means that we are number one
Though just to us not to everyone
We put ourself first in many ways
In all we do throughout the day.

Even when we're doing for others
We shouldn't do if it seems like a bother.
This message I know off the topic has strayed
But for all who read it I hope a thought is laid.

Betrayal 8/19/05

If you trust someone and that trust is broken,
Be it in feelings, speech, or motion,
If you love someone and later that love is scorned,
It makes you feel quite forlorn,
Breaking of trust and loss of love
Together a heavy emotion make.
Both have aspects of betrayal
And will make many people wale and wale.

Betrayal can eat at one's very soul
Making them feel much less than whole.
One often feels they are part of another
But when either love or trust is broken
They leave behind an unwanted token
A feeling of loss for relationships gone
One's you have been safe in for so long

It's hard to turn around again
And let someone else become a friend.

The Clock 8/2/04

The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour.

To lose one's wealth is sad indeed,
To lose one's health is more,
To lose one's soul is the worst loss
That no man can restore.