How does your last breath give way to your soul
How does your last heart beat end your dreams.
Is your fait set by the ideas you wake up with
Can we really choose our future among the causes in the world
Is life really a challenge if you set your own limits,
If you choose to continue or quit?
Going off the deep end , when your reaching for so much more.
How easy is it to get lost in the motions and forget ourselves and our dreams?
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Sunday, June 10, 2012
WHERE WOULD WE BE
Where would
we be …you …and me
Without the
man in his old run down truck
With his
furry companion in the middle.
Without all
the acquaintance’s we met along the way
Without all
the souls that have touched us to create a memory
Without
loves lost, broken hearts mended and lessons still to learn
Without or
diamonds in the rough, Our children
our gifts
from heaven at just the right time.
Without the
journey traveled the dreams fulfilled or forgotten
And the
journey yet to come.
Without the
trips down the dusty road or along the river
Without the
snow or rain and perfect sunshiny days.
Without all
the things that we don’t see beyond our control,
that make
our world, everyone’s world go around.
Without the
world and everything in it
Without you,
where would I be.
5/9/2012
Inspired by
a man in an old truck with his dog by his side.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Faces
The faces that grow on us
change before we see the child inside fade
Before us stands another face,
A face that grows on the world
They are with us but a brief moment in time, but
They remain in our hearts, forever
Forever giving us glimpses to the past
And stretching our dreams to the future
Remaining still,
the familiar face in the crowd.
Is all that we have instilled in them
May you see yourself as a gift
To be loved and cared for.
Be all you can, strive to succeed
To fulfill, your someday.
of our children whom I cherish
finished 9.10.2011
B.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Flight
Flight
The flight of life takes off Slow and easy,
With lots to see and learn.
Then climbs to a faster pace were
we start to glide into
The gentle, comfortable middle.
When we hit that comfort zone
We start to look higher, and so we climb.
Before we know it we are over the top,
and on the easy slide down.
Take it all in and enjoy the flight,
Before you know it we are looking
at landing.
And the flight has ended all to soon.
“mere 2010”
May your ride not be to bumpy to the next birthday.
May you enjoy another 60 birthdays even more!
The best of life’s flights to you
Your Friend Sandy Black
“mere 2010”
May your ride not be to bumpy to the next birthday.
May you enjoy another 60 birthdays even more!
The best of life’s flights to you
Your Friend Sandy Black
The flight of life takes off Slow and easy,
With lots to see and learn.
Then climbs to a faster pace were
we start to glide into
The gentle, comfortable middle.
When we hit that comfort zone
We start to look higher, and so we climb.
Before we know it we are over the top,
and on the easy slide down.
Take it all in and enjoy the flight,
Before you know it we are looking
at landing.
And the flight has ended all to soon.
“mere 2010”
May your ride not be to bumpy to the next birthday.
May you enjoy another 60 birthdays even more!
The best of life’s flights to you
Your Friend Sandy Black
“mere 2010”
May your ride not be to bumpy to the next birthday.
May you enjoy another 60 birthdays even more!
The best of life’s flights to you
Your Friend Sandy Black
Friday, January 9, 2009
The end of days
The end of days is the beginning of forever,
forever no more memories, of secrets, forbidden stories
longing for dreams forgotten with time
lost loves reunite without question
I can only see the end of days because
the night eludes me
days never end, they replay, rewind, remind
eye's that see clearly shut, await the sun
If there are no days there can be no nights
Night imprisons my mind with all that is,
was and will be, my life
BM 2/15/08
The end of days is the beginning of forever,
forever no more memories, of secrets, forbidden stories
longing for dreams forgotten with time
lost loves reunite without question
I can only see the end of days because
the night eludes me
days never end, they replay, rewind, remind
eye's that see clearly shut, await the sun
If there are no days there can be no nights
Night imprisons my mind with all that is,
was and will be, my life
BM 2/15/08
THIS DAY
How have we come to this
this comfort, love, life
This day..
As you look at us do you see who we are
can you feel our dreams come true, our future awaits
This day..
Can you see our babies tender faces
and soft sounds of happiness
This day..
can you feel the sun fade as you glide through
the evenings glassy water
This day..
Began with friendship, restaurants and oil changes
This day..
Can you hear the cheering parents
at soccer and football games, Christmas programs
This day..
Do you remember the names and faces of friends and colleges
whom touched our lives
This day..
As you climb into that car can you feel it's power
beneath you pushing around the corners to the finish line
This day..
As the cold steals our breath with beauty and sheer silence
we listen for his call
This day..
A new sound beacons our children to ride forever
This day..
We struggle with our dreams and desires
This day..
As many (to few) the powder hits us fueling a passion within
This day..
A new job becomes so much more, a beginning we never imagined
would take us on a new road, today it is our life blood
This day..
gives us opportunity, freedom, passion, knowledge
This day..
We will give and receive love
From this day forward I am yours Forever
BTM 10/17/2002
I wrote this for Rowdy
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