In The Blink Of An Eye

As time goes by
I wonder why...
I spent so much time
Wondering why.

Why not just live?
Why not just enjoy?
The time I have
On this little blue ball?

Why spend so much time
In pain and sorrow?
Why live my life
Worried about tomorrow?

Why watch time fly
As days grow to years
Why watch time fly
And give in to fears?

Live for today
And plan for the morrow.
Be open to life's joys
Instead of its sorrows.

Life is fleeting,
And quickly passes...
But life's joys
Its sorrows, surpasses.

Another Day...

The day is ending
Night is falling
Life comes
To its sweet repose.

So many plans
So much to do
Now must wait
For another dawn.

Life is like that
A daily series
Of things to do
And experiences.

No need to audit
Or count the goals
Both met and left
For another day.

The joy is in
The experiences
Just to be
And see and feel.

When the day is over
And night has come
Sweet sleep prepares us
For another chance.

Another day
Another cycle
Adding to the joys
Of a simple life.

Mile After Mile...

Where are you going, Dearest Friend of Mine?
What are you looking for, as you walk along?
Do you know I'm by your side, walking with you?
And do you see that I will never leave you?

What are you thinking, Dearest Friend of Mine?
What thoughts are driving your steps as you walk
Ever farther, ever longer, towards the end
Of time, as we know it, and the End of Life?



What joys have you found, as you walk beside me?
What happiness is yours, Dearest Friend of Mine?
Is it holding my hand, as we walk? Or talking to me?
Or seeing life as we share it, every day?

Do you see the joy in being? The beauty that surrounds us?
Ah yes, you see it, Dearest Friend of Mine....it's there in your smile.
As life goes on, and love endures, greeting changes every day...
We are together, always together.....walking hand in hand,

Mile after mile.

Drops of Time

Little drops of time

Falling on my face,

Taking away my Youth,

Leaving wrinkles in its place.

Little drops of time

Falling from above

Took away the loneliness,

And brought me Love.

Little drops of Love,

Falling on my face,

Take away the pain and leave

A smile in its place.

Little drops of Love,

Fill my heart, every day

Taking away the emptiness,

And make me want to play.

Little drops of Laughter

Falling from the sky,

Take away the heartache

And let me fly.

Little drops of Joy,

Falling on my face,

Bring a sense of peace

To this Happy Place.

Quiet Glory...

Another day has happened...

Another day is coming to a close.

Did things happen the way I wanted?

Did events occur just as I chose?

If I could go back through my life

And edit out the things I should,

Would I still be who I am today,

If I achieved all the things I could?

Or would I be someone else?

Living life in a different space?

Would that other me be the same?

Or have the same voice and face?

Would I still have the happiness

That has found me at long last?

Or would I live sorrowfully,

Defeated by the life that passed?

I guess it doesn't matter

Where I think I might have been,

For I know that it is gone,

I shall never pass this way again.

And so I count my blessings

My memories, gather round.

And for whatever reasons,

Rejoice in the joy I have found.

If life is a tangled journey,

From birth to wherever we are,

I'm glad I made my own path,

And followed my own star.

As my day and my life are ending,

And I'm nearer the end of the story,

I'm thankful for the opportunity,

To live in my own, quiet glory.

Tis the Season...

It's quiet now

The day is done.

The night, left cold

By the setting sun.

Long lost faces

Once held so dear

Under cover of darkness,

Slowly reappear.

Gathering around me

One by one...

Encircling my soul

As the day is done.

No need to fear,

Or scream or cry,

No need to question,

Or wonder why.

Tis the season,

Happens once each year,

The visits begin

From memories, dear.

Those I love,

Who have gone on,

Come abide with me

Til tomorrow's dawn.

Swirling around,

In my head and heart,

Sharing stories,

Til they must part.

Every year, they come,

Every year, they stay,

And, once I remember,

They go away.

They know I'm fine,

And I'll be all right,

Alone, again....

Another quiet night.

Memories....A Poem...

Life seems to be such a quandary....

Living somewhere besides where I want to be.

Spending my time in memories of the past

Why is it only the memories that last?

Life is happening all around

But, in the past, is where I'm found.

Life is so precious Life is so dear

Why can't I live right now, right here?

Why do I feel so all alone?

Togetherness is what my memories have shown.

People I love People so near

Being together brings love and good cheer.

So I'll hold close, my memories, and then

Go forward, to my future and leave where I've been.

My memories, so precious, with all the strength they give,

Here and now is where I am; and here and now, is where I'll live.

Rich, layered memories of seasons past...

Live beside moments that are passing too fast.

With memories of the past and those folks I hold dear,

I'll live in the moment and be of good cheer.

For tomorrow will come before we know...

Today's memories will linger like new-fallen snow.

So pretty, so ethereal, so white and so cold.

Now passes too fast and soon, I'll be old.

Gathering my memories, and these fresh moments, too

I am moving forward....heading, always, toward you.

Memories from the past, precious moments in time

Past, present and future, in our love, entwined.