Making Forevers. . . . .
Forever. . . . .
How is it measured?
In the smile of a child,
Or the laugh of a dear friend?
Is it the warmth of a loved ones arms
Holding us tight in the
Dark of the night,
Or the tear
From a loving mothers sadness?
Forever. . . . .
When is “Forever” done?
Is it over when the child
No longer has a reason to smile?
Is it over when the dear friends
Laughs are no longer heard?
When the warmth of love is gone,
Is “Forever” done,
Or is “Forever”
Done when the mothers sadness
No longer breaks her heart into?
Hearts Journey
To know I’ve helped you learn,
helping you make all the right turns.
What you decide will be right,
even if made in the deep of night.
Always trying to caring way to hear,
Will always save you from fear.
Never make yourself doubt,
Let your heart lead
You down the best route.
Even when you’re sad, too,
Know I’ve been there,
And I will always love
The both of you…….
Weeping Rainbow
Listening to the rain
Falling furiously from above,
He gives it eminent domain
To cleanse the earth.
Like weeping tears
From the eyes of angels
Washing away sorrows fears.
Raindrops, like crying
Washes souls for a time.
Only after the dying
Do we realize the angels
Tears where of joy.
Joy for the rainbow
Of life after the storms.