I am alive
by the good graces
of God.
I shall die
when it is
my Time.
In between
is where I
get to Decide.
Coffee or Tea?
I am alive
by the good graces
of God.
I shall die
when it is
my Time.
In between
is where I
get to Decide.
Coffee or Tea?
Expectations create excitement.
A sense of achievement
should the desired effect happen.
Crash the system
and the heart falls to despair.
It supports life.
Necessary for sustenance.
Its uses are many.
It is science’s favorite tester.
As I grow older
I am finding
to avoid the headaches
It is necessary for me
to intake the daily consumption.
Coffee is my love
but Water is my Saviour.
My feet are gone.
The dust has settled.
Numbness has taken over.
There are people to ignore.
I am unable to walk away.
There was a time
When light would shine
Upon the ones
Who loved the sun.
Now the bright days
Are gone
For the trolls have stayed
And won.
Or have they?
I still see
Flickers of flames
Burning
Without troll shame.
It has always been
get the gold for the win.
With the gold
you get the money
to live out your dreams.
So the cheats and the swindlers
prey on the dreamers.
To this day
I still do not recognize them
as they take away my dreams.
The universal cry
of the slighted child
“You’re so Mean!”
When discipline happens
and the fun has to stop.
Or their repeated requests
for that “special” something is denied.
Out comes the hurtful attack.
So yes, I am the mean mom
and someday they will thank me for it.
Just not today.
I do not fight for you.
I strive for excellence
and worth
for the betterment of myself.
I am nobody’s hero.
I am the hero I need.
My Energy is gone?
Where did it go?
I don’t understand.
I have things to do.
Places to go
and People to see.
I need my limbs to work.
Uh oh I think the brain
is about to malfunction…
Our feet move us.
Dance is our joy.
We walk where they take us.
For those who can not
or have not
the use of these miracle appendages
a single step
despite the pain
gives an overwhelming joy!