the family friend

with a love more precious
than life itself
the family friend
stands above all else

closer than a sister
or brother by birth
each day those friends
prove what they are worth

with gifts of love
they bring endless joy
and help mold the lives
of each girl and boy

always there
when the times are rough
the family friend
proves their love is enough

The Real Meaning of Life

once I thought the real
meaning of life was
to do good things and
be a good person

now I know that is
not enough
for good thoughts
and good deeds
are only part of the
reason why we are here

a good deed that does
not serve the greater
good may not be a
good deed at all
if it is not part of
God's higher call

The Creator Has A
Master Plan is a
song more
beautiful than many
will ever know

and yet we fight our
destiny and we deny
our God and question
why those so far away
are willing to die for
God and live their
entire lives with
almost nothing

The Creator Has A
Master Plan that will free
all our souls from the
burden of living a
life without meaning
if we only listen
love and serve God

together?

together we are
and always
will be
whether driving
in a car
or sailing
on the sea
my heart is
yours only
for you belong
to me
our love is forever
we were meant to be

you must let
me go
time for me
to see
whoever I am
this time
is for me
do not hold
me back
do not even try
do not hold on
time for me
to fly

Commit Meant

What you said and what you did
With all your lies and what you hid
Proved you were not worth my time
And all you said was just a line

What I thought was always mine
Has come to light so no longer blind
Now gives me the chance to see
How easy lies from your mouth flee

Things we do can never hide
No matter how you feel inside
Because your heart is made of stone
That is why you will die alone

What Could Have Been

To look in your eyes
Reminds me of what
Could have been

To touch your face
Brush away your tears
And listen to you sing

Are all reminders
That a life together
Forever is never promised

Now what haunts me more
Than what could have been
Is that I never knew what I had

Inspiration or Intelligence

Which is real
Inspiration or intelligence
Certainly the seed of creativity
Has to be the result of the mind
But is the fickle muse a product
Of her own creation or our own

Which is real
Nature or nurture
Are we only the products of
What we are born with
Or can we be taught to be more
Does fate give gifts to some
While others are left to forage for the tools of life

a little bit more

each day
your love
changes
a little
bit more
from blind
devotion
to burning
hatred
your love
becomes
a breeze
that fuels
all reasons
while
explaining
none
it is not
enough that
you love
for if it
were
the reason
would not
matter
it is why
you love
that brings
us both
together
and keeps
us both
apart

dirty little secret

their dirty little secret
was not kept very well
the family tried to hide it
so no one would ever tell

first it was the grandfather
the ruler of the clan
next it was his father
a model of a man

then it was his turn
their bright and shining light
they hoped it would end with him
then quietly one night

they found him
to their dismay
like the two before him
almost to the day

the secret claims another
what would people say
nothing said his mother
they all were born this way

Rest in Peace my beautiful wife
Joan Elizabeth Mitchell-Nelson
July 28, 1959 until May 25, 2006

Oh How Pretty

Your last words to me
Were Oh How Pretty
And no better words
Could ever describe you

Skin so fair and beautiful
In the most lovely shade of brown
Hair so silky soft and majestic
You wore it as your crown

No one will ever look at me
With the love you had in your eyes
And nothing can ever fill the spot
In my heart at night when I cry

I pray that God will one day
Let us once again be one
And give to me the chance to say
I am sorry for all the wrong I have done

sin

an erotic
kiss
that
leads to
sin

is more
than
just a
sign of
weakness

when you
surrender
to the
feelings
that some
consider
sin

you do
more than
awaken
a part
of yourself
that everyone
wants dead

you open
yourself
to knowing
that right
and wrong
are only
in the
mind

and
sin
only
lives
when
someone
says that
it
cannot

the day begins

the day begins with a kiss
as I gaze into your eyes
and wonder how lucky I am
to have found someone
as perfect as you

days together are
like minutes as I
plan our eternity and
dream of forever with you

the day begins with a wish
that I can make every
minute of your life
beautiful and magical
just as you have made mine

and then I touch
your hair and kiss your lips
as I celebrate my minute
of heaven at the start
of each day

Instant Destruction

In the instant it took
To ruin your life
I also managed to
Ruin mine

Not caring about
The outcome was
They key to
Our destruction

Now with the realization
That you were worth
Saving I cannot
Help myself

childhood memories

summertime
ice cream cones
family outings to
amusement parks
and Christmas trees
all make childhood memories

sunday school and
trips to the zoo
and songs on
the radio were
all a part of
growing up

hot wheel cars
and stingray bikes
and Saturday morning
cartoons made
being young
better than
anything else

Why You Are The One For Me

Your raven hair
Your dazzling smile
The way you care
Your sense of style

So pure of heart
With a love so true
Right from the start
It was always you

The day you died
I died too
And though I cried
I still love you

As years go by
My heart grows cold
What was once you and I
Is now my lost soul

wonder

when did
the
world wide web
replace
the
wide world
of wonder

places we
all once
dreamed of
going are
now a click
away

things we
all once
dreamed of
doing are
an entry
in a blog

and the
magic that
is imagination

the miracle
of wonder

is now
contained in
downloads
and applications

which slowly
kill our minds
a little more
each day

the dancer

oh ever was there such a sight to see
did you ever see such a sight
as the dancer with the two left feet
and the girl with the skin so white

they danced at night under the light of the moon
where no one else could see
it was the only time she could leave her room
when they could both be free

Made For Each Other

You both remember your first meeting
Under that moonlit night
You smile and you try to remember
When everything seemed to be right

Needles and Pins

Describe this feeling
This needles and pins
Said the doctor
Upon the exam

My head keeps reeling
And everything spins
Was my response
And so we began

My memory is fading
And my breathing is short
It hurts to get
Out of bed

My hairline is receding
My ulcers are bleeding
Hair is growing
Out of my holes

With a wink and a grin
The doctor stroked his chin
Smiled and said
You are just old

The Reason

Please note: I am currently out of town with limited internet access, so the April 2 post is 30 minutes late in making the daily deadline.

The Reason

There is a reason things get done
And only an excuse when they do not
Success at anything comes with a price
The lack of success comes with excuses
The reason for both is up to you

The uncertainty we face about
What happens next should fuel
Our lives not our limits
While making us better people
Not better at making excuses

Final Fall From Grace

the chance to
return to what
was once
a favored place

the pain of
seeing all your
hard work
laid to waste

these all are
a part of the
final fall
from grace

the days when
all that you touched
was gold
now is done

you look and
see the setting of
the sun
as you fall

no longer
will you see a
new day
as you land