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Remember every choice has a consequence. You may kid yourself by convincing yourself that a bad choice feels right. The bad choices are the easiest ones to make. It’s the right choices that feels like work.
You can fool some people but there are others who will always know your true intentions. Often, they are the ones that keep quiet.
Don’t fool yourself, you are not fooling them.
Tonight friends and I engaged in a deep conversation about relationships. Everyone has had relationships that they needed to end for one reason or another. After listening to many different stories I came up with a conclusion. If you see a quality that you hate to love about yourself inside someone else maybe it’s best you choose to let that person go before you become the worst that you could be.
Today is one year ago that my father passed away. Not one day has gone by that I haven’t thought about him. I will miss that man forever and wish that other people have the chance in life to meet someone as extraordinary as that man.
I wrote a poem for him.
It has been a year but in our hearts you remain
Time heals wounds but doesn’t lessen the pain
You were a man that so many aspired to be
We were blessed to be part of your family
There were so many things that made you unique
A giant smile, a genuine laugh, an honest critique
A man of virtue who eloquently guided his clan
A man God sought out to follow his plan
Heaven’s gain, unfortunately was our disaster
We were left behind. We lost our master
No one will ever replace the man you became
Even a sunny day will never be the same
All the riches couldn’t buy the happiness you supplied
Our lives forever changed the day that you died
Until we meet again, our sweet, kind, loving man
Save us a spot on the other side
If you can
Reflections and Recollections stir in my mind
What I am searching for, I cannot seem to find
A day, a year, a second, they have all gone away
If only a thought could invite a memory to stay
I would dance longer, hug tighter and recognize
That everything worth loving meets its demise
Today wraps up Poetry month. I had fun writing poems but I will be the first to admit I have much more to learn when it comes to writing poetry. Still, I gave it my best shot. The prompt for the last day of poems over at Poetic Asides was Farewell.
To bid farewell to someone or something is not always easy and sometimes heartbreaking. Everything that lives must die. But everything that dies does not need to be forgotten.
Memento Mori
Chats on the backyard swing
Smoking under the train bridge
Sunday dinners at noon
Life is passing by
Laughing at an inside joke
Cookouts in the country
Walks along the railroad tracks
Days forever gone. Why?
Curfews and crazy days
Sitting on the front porch
Loving for the first time
Everything born must die
Farewell to all things loved
Cherished memories will remain
In my dreams, you all resurface
One day, together we will fly.
Never Give Up
Even when they tell you no
Even if you doubt you could
Even if you tried and failed
Believe, Hope, Trust you would
If you believe you can’t. You won’t.
If you believe you can. You will!
It may take a while but keep reaching
Learn a lesson then keep teaching.
Everyone dreams of something
Nobody wants to be nothing
Never give up and you will see
Yourself become what you were meant to be.
Happy Earth Day! I intended on posting this early this morning, but as usual the day went by too quick.
The older I get, the more I appreciate our Earth. When you are young, (at least when I was) you take the Earth for granted. If you live in an area filled with mountains (which I do) they eventually become invisible unless you make it a point for them not to. This is the sort of thing I have been making a conscious effort to not do lately. I want to take a moment to cherish the beauty in the mountains, breathe in a breath of fresh air, and marvel at the blue sky.
Appreciating our Earth on a daily basis will change the way you look at life. I recall my father saying “It’s good to be alive.” He loved a beautiful day and never let one pass without recognizing how lucky he was to see nature at its best.
Wake up. Take in the view. Open a window and enjoy what you have today because tomorrow it can be taken away.
Another poem. Today at Poetic Asides Blog, color was the subject of the daily challenge.
I chose to write a poem about Orange. I love the color Orange. There is something magnetic about this color. It’s vibrant, cheery and makes me smile.
My interpretation is different from yours I am sure. What’s your favorite color and why?
Orange
She dazzles and twirls
Her energy is loud
She’s earthy and smart,
Stands out in a crowd
She’s exciting and fun
When you see her, you smile
She’s happy-go-lucky,
Always worth your while
She’s unique and memorable
She leaves, you’re lost
A lovely spirit like hers
Would be worth any cost
Sunshine she brings
To any given day
She’s always the one
You let get away
I’m still writing Poems for the Poem a day at Poetic Asides. The premise for yesterday’s poem was an object. The Binky was the first thing that came to mind.
“Aah, how sweet,” was my first thought.
The blue binky was adorable, I loved it!
The baby is crying, where can it be?
Not under the couch, someone please help me!
I searched all over and then some more
The baby is screaming. I’m off to the store.
I will buy another, even though I have five.
Where have they all gone?
Where do they hide?
Here I am, with a brand new blue binky.
Wait, the baby is smiling, how could this be?
While I was gone, she found her missing binky.
Did you ever look forward to getting a few moments to yourself and then you get a glimpse of your sleeping child and wished they were awake?
Don’t call me crazy just yet; I know there are many mothers reading this yelling at me saying “What”?
I can’t help it; I get a twinge of sadness and reflect upon the day every time my children fall asleep. I ask myself if there was more I could have done throughout the day to be a better mother. I whisper their name and hope they respond and then when they do, I ask myself if I was sure that I wanted to wake them up?
You want a moment to yourself and then when you get it, you feel guilty for enjoying it.
I see my children getting older right in front of my eyes and realize that life is slipping by too fast.
MOMENTS AND MEMORIES 