He writes of love…
of friends…
of family…
and he is the first one to concede…
not because they are all he has
but because they are all he needs.
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
Tuesday, November 6, 2018
HOW SIMILAR WE ARE
When you look around this beautiful world…don’t you find it odd
that every religion has a similar supplication…
even people who don’t believe in God.
A wish, a hope, a thought…a prayer…a feeling we can’t hide
that emerges from within us…
and goes out to anyone who’s died.
Is that because no matter what or who our God…our color…our sex, our name
in the midst of grief and loss…
all sorrow is the same?
I know when I see other people grieving…they feel just like me…
their tears, their moans, their hurt is the same…
though they might express it differently.
We may not understand one another…we come from different faiths…
from different places
but there is no misunderstanding the sadness
and the grief upon our faces.
As we lay to rest the people killed in the synagogue…
as we mourn a world in disarray
so many people of so many faiths and places
have prayed for them in their own way.
When you look around this beautiful world…don’t you find it bizarre
that in seeing the way all people grieve….
we find how similar we are?
Monday, November 5, 2018
AGE RUSHED IN
Age rushed in like the waves of an unrelenting sea…
knowing she could not hold back the tide
she welcomed in the ocean
and did her best to enjoy the ride.
Sunday, November 4, 2018
LOOKING UP
Looking up at the sky this morning
as clouds and colors fill the air
I have to wonder…
am I looking up at heaven
or already standing there?
Saturday, November 3, 2018
THE FINAL FIRST TIME
The first time they held hands…
as they walked along the shore…
was when they began to understand…
what hands were created for.
The first time they hugged one another
felt like they had never hugged before…
it was then they began to understand
what arms were created for.
The first time their lips met
left each of them wanting more
and it was then they began to understand
what lips were created for.
The first time they fell in love
they knew it would last forevermore
and it was then they began to understand
what hearts were created for.
Friday, November 2, 2018
THE THIRD FIRST TIME
The first time they held hands…
as they walked along the shore…
was when they began to understand…
what hands were created for.
The first time they hugged one another
felt like they had never hugged before…
it was then they began to understand
what arms were created for.
The first time their lips met
left each of them wanting more
and it was then they began to understand
what lips were created for.
Thursday, November 1, 2018
THE SECOND FIRST TIME
The first time they held hands…
as they walked along the shore…
was when they began to understand…
what hands were created for.
The first time they hugged one another
felt like they had never hugged before…
it was then they began to understand
what arms were created for.
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