I am Fine

The other night I had a pretty vivid dream about an old friend.  We haven’t seen each other in a couple of years and apparently the separation weighs on my subconscious. I woke up and thought maybe I could share the experience but make it more universal by making it about a romantic relationship instead of friendship.  Continue reading

The Healing Gift

“And to others it is given to have faith to heal.” – Doctrine and Covenants 46:20

I’ve been wallowing a bit.  My bishop asked me to serve in the nursery at church.  He firmly believes a “precious little one” has the power to heal a broken heart.  I have my doubts.  Especially when one of the precious little ones told me she doesn’t like my hair cut and that I have a big belly.  Precious. Continue reading

I’m Sorry

You were a gift

sent from up above.

All I had to do

was to simply love.

An easy task

but I didn’t know

what love even was

and I failed you so.

Sorry doesn’t seem enough

but maybe it’s a start.

I’m sorry you became so tough

from a broken heart.

I’m sorry I made you feel small

and can’t win no matter what you do

when it’s me that can’t stand tall.

I’m sorry, so sorry, I’m sorry I broke you.


© 2014 ck’s days

Slipped away

She watched him

load boxes in the car

and hoped he

wouldn’t go too far.

Their two children

cried and hugged him so

and begged him

to stay and not to go.

He looked at

her and she looked down.

It was best

if he didn’t stay around.

She didn’t

feel anger any longer

So very

tired but a little stronger.


she grieved their love

But today

her heart was tough.

And she

remembers the day

before they

let it all slip away…

Life was good once.

She felt blessed once.

She had love once.

She knew happiness once.

All before life slipped their love away.


He placed one

red rose beside her name.

The last two

years just haven’t been the same.

He looked down

at the engraved stone.

Then turned

and slowly went home.

He looked at

old photographs and smiled.

How he wished

they could talk again for awhile.

The days

sure felt longer

He’s still

sad but a little stronger.

He just missed

her every single day

and wished

she could have stayed.

And he

remembers the day

that she

had to slip away.

Life was good.

He felt blessed.

He had love.

He knew happiness.

Before life slipped his love away.


© 2013 ck’s days


It’s kind of like mixing these two songs together:

Let that Pony Run by Pam Tillis

Love Me by Collin Raye