Too many poems written in the past
Wondering just in case I wouldn’t last
Childhood visions of a short-lived life
Reminding me as it keeps coming back
Was it the turmoil of my yesteryears
Or the challenges I had to grin and bear
Stoically trained this heart, this mind to sway
Outside my box; champion those who cannot play?
I welcomed change and challenges with hands wide-open
No fear in loving and trusting someone I barely knew
Leaving my loved ones, my comfort zone behind
To cross the ditch more than half a score ago!
There was no other dream but see the world around.
Instead, I found me rather in this small rural town.
Stripped off everything my heart has grown to love
But my soul was nourished; He took away my frown!
The unknown messing-up my mind with doubts, with fear
Not knowing how many curve balls awaits me each year
Yet my journey's laid down; I know I must press on
Until my soul goes back to Him, finally my soul to heal!
I’ve seen ugly; I've seen beautiful; not much in between
I tried to lend a hand; the ripple's too small for change
Every tear from every eye I’ve seen, every broken-hearted ones
It comes from something else; from God would be strange!
And as each day pans out; my fears and pain go out of mind
An urge to keep another soul safe; respecting her tears
Encouraging, empowering; day and night until she knows
She’s not alone, her faith restored; she's without fears!
While all the times the weight I carry gets more heavy
Turning my soul weary as the day sucks away my energy
I plod along, as I retire each day another soul I know,
Understands, soothes my soul even on days dreary!
Instead of anger or bitterness, I will be grateful instead
When it’s my turn, though bittersweet; I’ll drink my cup and won’t forget
The beautiful sunrises and sunsets admired and seen across the globe
May mine be as warm, as beautiful when to the West my sun shall set!!!
Comments (12)
Rob
...I plod along for at the end of each day another soul I know,
Understands, soothes my soul even on days so dreary!...
Such is the power of love! Thanks for sharing this moving write, right from the heart. May life be filled with more beautiful sunrises and sunsets admired and seen across the globe.
As to Too many poems written in the past Wondering just in case I wouldn’t last (from someone else who still writes "too many poems"), everything has its purpose.
Kathy U.S.A.
Always
the other Kathy ...I guess I can now give you the title NZ Kathy, happy to take on Kathy - AU now
Always...Kathy
Thank you for sharing your thoughts, always a pleasure to read! Everything has its purpose indeed!
Always
Kathy
Thanks for your kind words. I am not sure about having a wonderful spouse; superlatives do not work for me me and Nu
We just learnt along the way to understand and accept each other's misgivings and failures and shortcomings. It took years of training from both of us...and I am grateful that we both did hang in there. We managed to get to a stage now where our priorities becomes "us" instead of 'nu' or 'kathy'. And I can honestly say, it's a good stage to be at...life becomes more meaningful, peaceful and more enjoyable.
but sorry to disappoint you though about keeping him safe in the water... it would be like asking him to forbid me to explore placesl