I Wonder About A World Divided

They say hatred makes us a world divided...but love is what I see
Love for strangers...love for life...love for friends and family.

If so many people across the Earth share this loving heart
It makes me wonder...what in the world...is keeping us apart.

I Wonder About Memorial Day

I honor today and every day the countless people who died for me
In wars and battles around the world so that I might remain free.

And I wonder if the best way to honor them would be for war to forever cease
And those who live...will live in harmony, so those that died...can rest in peace.

I Wonder What Tjhey Were Fighting For

I wonder if our soldiers...those not with us anymore
Ask themselves if this is the America they battled and perished for?

Do they look at our intolerance and hate from their graves with some disdain
And wonder to themselves...if they fought and died in vain?

I Wonder About Heroes

I wonder about heroes and why we often choose
Actors, those with money, or the athlete who can’t lose.

I think when selecting heroes it should always be our goal
To choose those with compassion in their heart...and kindness in their soul.

I Wonder About Old Friends

I wonder, if visiting old friends doesn’t help us see a truth...
For they not only mark the passage of time...but remind us of our youth.

We smile sharing memories of good times we thought would never end.
For nothing sweetens up a memory...like the laughter of old friends.

I Wonder About Mirrors

I wonder about mirrors...for reflected in that glass
Is the present me that is merely a blending of my past.

From all my past experiences...I see the person I’ve come to be
Which makes me wonder...when I look tomorrow...who’ll be staring back at me?

I Wonder Why We Love Children's Concerts

I wonder why we love children’s concerts...how we smile so easily
Even though they may forget the words and sometimes sing off key.

Could it be all that matters when the stage fades into black
Was the moment they saw you waving...and the moment they waved back.

I Wonder About The News

I wonder about the news today...how fair an unbalanced can it be?
Because the people they report on are not the people whom I see.

I see people who love and accept each other despite opposing views...
I think I’ll trust my own eyes...and quit watching the news.

I Wonder About Destiny

I wonder about destiny and how much I partake
In the life that I am living...in the choices that I make.

Was it my choice to write this poem...or has destiny decreed it?
And was it your choice...or destiny...when you sat down to read it?

I Wonder About Butterflies

As I watched a butterfly the other day I wondered...is she aware of time?
Does she worry about politics, or bigotry, about money, war or crime?

As she flutters from flower to flower I wondered...is she totally worry free?
And then I wondered...who is more blessed...the butterfly...or me?

I Wonder About Grandchildren

I wonder about grandchildren...the best part of the family jewels
They come, unlike the children we raised, with a different set of rules.

We can only offer guidance...for they are definitely in command...
Because what make our life extraordinary...is what makes these children grand.

I Wonder As Our Bodies Age

I wonder as we watch our bodies age and our skin begin to wrinkle
Why does our smile remain enchanting and our eyes not lose their twinkle?

Perhaps as age engulfs us all, it is a basic human endeavor
To realize our body may get older..but our heart stays young forever.

I Wonder About Thanks

I wonder how much thanks to give for a life that’s been enchanted
For all the blessings I’ve received...all the gifts I have been granted.

I imagine two times would be sufficient...yes...two seems about right...
When I open my eyes each morning...and before I close them every night.

I Wonder If We're At A Crossroad

I wonder if we’re at a crossroad in our country’s history
And we must now determine...the country we’re to be.

Will love and acceptance guide us...or hate and bigotry...
For one road leads to freedom...the other...to tyranny.

I Wonder What Might Have Been

I wonder when we reach the end...what will we wonder about?
Should we have traveled more, auditioned for that play, asked that certain someone out?

Should we have married, had a family, written that book or played the mandolin?
Will we be happy with the life we chose...or wonder what might have been?

I Wonder About Stars

I wonder if the stars as they shimmer in the night
Don’t furnish us with more than a tiny point of light.

What if each star carries a reminder on it’s subdued twinkling beam
To never stop believing...and always dare to dream.

I Wonder About Good vs Evil

When I wonder why there’s so much evil in the world I think back to my Fairy Tales

Although evil would win a few battles...good would always prevail.

So I’ll fight my battles against evil and though at times I may need mending

I believe for every once upon a time...there will be a happy ending.

I Wonder About Elephants Playing In The Rain

I wonder what makes a person smile...an older couple walking hand in hand?
Clouds with shapes, a baby laughing, a castle in the sand?

Friendship, rainbows, family...waving to a train
Or simply watching elephants...playing in the rain.

I Wonder About War

I wonder about war...all that heartache...all that woe
As we send our children into battle to fight children they don’t know.

What if...when countries declare war all their babies are killed that day?
I wonder...would they fight another war...or find another way?

I Wonder About The Joy On A Child's Face

I wonder about the joy on a child’s face...while they run and jump and play
And I hope nothing in this world will ever take that joy away.

And nothing can...for when we’re old we realize something altogether stunning...
If we close our eyes...it’s easy to remember...the joy we had while we were running.

I Wonder Why We Hope

I wonder why we hope...I wonder why we dream
Why we make a wish upon a leaf and send it down a stream.

Perhaps we’re born with certain gifts and it’s not as complicated as it seems...
The gift to wish...the gift of hope...and the ability to dream.

I Wonder About This Moment

I wonder about this moment...how it comes and goes so fast
Be it filled with joy or sorrow I know this moment will not last.

That is why I must live this moment as if it was my last
So it will leave fond memories behind...when it slips into the past.

I Wonder About True Friends

I wonder about friendship...for once true friends are formed
Their bond will last forever and can weather any storm.

It really is quite simple, the formula friends employ...
They help divide our sorrow...while they multiply our joy.

I Wonder About A Mother's Love

I wonder...how miraculous is a mother’s love for it has been perceived
Their love begins not when we’re born but on the day we are conceived.

And it grows more brilliant with every sunset, more vibrant with every dawn
So powerful is a mother’s love..we feel it...even when they’re gone.

I Wonder About A Mother's Delivery

When a woman delivers a baby and is transformed into a mother
She has also created grandparents, aunts and uncles, sisters and brothers.

I wonder if she realizes all the joy she brings to this world
By the new lives she’s created with the new life she’s unfurled.

I Wonder How To Define A Mother

I wonder how to define a mother...for how do we construe
They myriad of things she does and all she’s yet to do.

With so many tasks, so many jobs our families now assign her
There aren’t enough words in the dictionary to accurately define her.

I Wonder About A Mother's Hands

I wonder about a mother’s hands for they know instantly
When we need a tender touch...or when they need to let us be...

They hold us, hug us, feed us and help to guide us through...
Which makes a person wonder...is there nothing they can’t do?

I Wonder About Mothers

I wonder about mothers and I’m sure most would agree
Mothers are essential...they give birth to our destiny.

Men, look what we’ve done to our planet, so now, for what’s it worth
I think it’s time we step aside...and let mother’s rule the Earth.

I Wonder About Love

I wonder about love...how she’s invisible like the wind
Yet when you feel her brush against your heart you know where she has been.

She can be forever...or evanescent...and no one can ever own her.
Which makes those of us who have felt her touch...lucky to have known her.

I Wonder About My Hand

I wonder about my hand...how it’s made to fit into another.
I wonder if it’s trying to tell me...she’s my sister...he’s my brother

I wonder if’s trying to show me the best way to make our Earth...one land
Would be to intertwine our fingers and walk together...hand in hand.

I wonder about running naked on the beach

I wonder who to talk to, who to call or who to reach
To find out what’s the cut off age for walking naked on the beach.

Babies are allowed to toddle, their nakedness uncontested
But when I try it...people scream...and I quickly am arrested.