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She is my best friend
You are her beau
You walked by me
Hairs stood up
Breeze blew my hair
We look and then away
She never noticed
Trust, a weak link
We crossed the line
Touching hot spots
Lust taking over
I knew it was wrong
She was my best friend
You were her beau
Trust now broken
Our lips are sealed.
A beautiful day came my way
Sun and clouds both did stay
Lazy, no one calling my name
I can play any old game
No phones ringing at all
No voice mails to call
These days are rare and few
I feel almost brand new
Tomorrow Monday comes
The leisure becomes undone
Back to schedules once again
But I will be doing all with grins
For I am rested and ready to go
Come on Monday, let yourself show.
Although work seems not to come
I can still fill up my space
By using my understanding
With what God hath given me, grace.
I can watch and listen well
To the sounds of the awards
See the hearts that bare their souls
You can see I am not bored.
I don’t have to be front and center
I don’t have to hear your voice
I can see in the reactions
Stand with you and rejoice.
For all those who are suffering
From things such as MSA
For all those dressed in glitter
I know God sees your face.
For you may feel alone
When your name has not been called
When you cry out to the heavens
You feel shoved against the wall.
I am nothing more than you
And perhaps you don’t know my name
But I know our paths have crossed
Making me proud we breathe this space.
So whether you are dressed in glamour
Or sitting home in tears
God has placed you in this moment
So you may know your friends are near.
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It was Christmas morning. Sara and Tom woke up at the same time. The kids; a girl, Mary, and a boy, Jack were still sound asleep. The parent’s origin was from Quebec so they tip-toed downstairs. They still used the customs they had grown up with for their own children. Tom let the dog outside and Sara got the apples and iced-rolls out of the refrigerator. Every year they placed an apple and a roll along with the candy under the tree.
When Tom came inside with the dog he went to the closet and got the kite out. Together they put the wrapped kite, wagon, zebra and other toys under the tree. They held hands and prayed to their God to pay their love and respect for him.
Spot, the dog was snooping at the gifts under the tree and wagging his tail as if his eyes had x-ray vision and he could see what was in each of them. They were standing in silence admiring the tree when they heard sounds of giggles and laughter. The kids were now awake.
Victory was theirs. They had saved a little out of each pay check and had been able to provide a nice Christmas for the kids. Still holding hands they began to sing the song, We Wish You a Merry Christmas as they walked up the stairs to greet the loves of their lives.
“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.” — Sylvia Plath
Which do you find more dangerous: wanting nothing, or wanting everything?
I believe that wanting everything is dangerous. When we don’t take the time to notice all we have, we have stepped back a foot and have forgotten that God has given us all we need.
I am guilty of this at times, but I always get a nudge from God to stop wanting. God is an awesome God. He gives us what we need for the moment. Everything we could possibly need; we already have.
Don’t worry, prayer works. God listens and he answers. I along with many are impatient. We want now. I blame the media on a lot of this; especially if you are at home quite a bit like I am.
The media is full of television programs; but the commercials are even fuller. Bubbly music, showing people like ourselves in living color. Smiling faces, people loving and living life. We want what the other person has.
This is what I call the impulse buying. We don’t need it, we want and desire it. Now that Christmas time is so close, I find myself in this spot once again. The only difference is; it isn’t me that wants for me. It is me that has the desire to make others happy, even at my own financial expense.
I am what is called a people pleaser. It really isn’t a good thing either, or at least for me it sometimes shows my weakness or insecurities. I want to be loved or at least liked; so I will go out of my way to do for others. I just hate it when I learn that I have upset my family or friends, or they are disappointed in me. It is silly of course. We can’t have love and peace every single second.
Somehow I have to change this. I have made progress but believe me, I have a long ways to go. So back to the topic, I do believe that we want way too much and take for granted what is our many gifts we have been given.
Sometimes I feel blue
When I think of you
Not gone very long
I try to stay strong
Sometimes I feel for myself
When projects I love get put on a shelf
Sometimes I feel like I didn’t accomplish much
I see little things here and there and such
I hate feeling this way on certain days
Not certain, unsure, life is funny that way
But then comes a moment, a tiny bell
That reminds me I did some things very well
I have three great kids who make me smile
I’m as proud as can be so I will stay awhile
The grandchildren complete my family tree
Then I smile as I realize it started with me.
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Here is a photo of my two youngest branches of my family tree, Miss C and Mr. E…..three months apart.
Old Blue that was his name
The best damn dog I ever had
It almost seemed he could read my mind
He was always good, and never bad.
I found him on the back porch
He looked so thin and cold
I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him
So I picked him up to hold.
He couldn’t have been no bigger
Than my two hands held together
His tail showed a little life
And I knew he would be mine forever.
I raised him all those days from there
Even taught him a trick or two
He was always by my side
The two of us were stuck like glue.
Then one day I got old it seemed
And Blue he even got older
When I went to give him his breakfast
He didn’t move and his skin was colder.
I lost my best friend that day
Now I had no reason to live
Old Blue had kept me company
He had so much love to give.
I sit here with tears in my eyes
As I look out over the grounds
I sure do miss that dog I admit
Miss seeing him run around.
Lord you brought me a friend
And now you took him away
Do you think my day will come
When he and I can play?
I rock in my worn out rocker
And I look up to the skies
I thought I heard a familiar bark
Then I wipe the tears from my eyes.
Life, a breathing
Time to wander
Right or wrong
People passing by
Some stay and
A time for
By the time we
Get to the last
Chapter, we may
Still not have
It all figured out
But we enjoyed
Grew and prospered
On our way.