Today is my birthday,
so wish me good cheer
because I have earned
another year.
poem
Praises/Complaints
Reality:
1,000 praises
with 1 complaint hidden
in between.
For me:
1,ooo praises hidden
while that 1 complaint
is seen.
© 2014 ck’s days
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50th Wedding Anniversary
There should have been a party today.
And there would have been one, too.
It would have been grand.
Friends and family would have gathered in the halls.
Some bearing gifts.
All bringing well wishes and memories.
All because of fifty years.
I mean, fifty years is a long time.
It can be a lifetime.
It’s longer than a lifetime for some.
All to commemorate a wedding
in a church
on July 25, 1964.
It would have been a great party.
Perhaps
she reminisces on her side of the veil
and is wished a happy anniversary
while he slowly twists the ring on his finger
and remembers
and is surrounded by muted tones.
Perhaps
there are tears on both sides of the veil today.
Well-earned tears.
Forty seven years together,
3 years separated
not by choice.
They earned those tears.
There should have been a party today.
Work in Progress
I’m not perfect
this I know.
I’m in process –
room to grow.
The right words
I seldom find
the wrong words
come all the time.
Please be patient
with this girl you see
for she is still
learning how to be.
© 2014 ck’s days
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The Glimpse
I saw you there,
for just a moment,
before I passed.
You stood by your camper
in the middle of camp
giving instructions
to your family campers.
And for an instant,
a flash,
a thought –
I wonder,
I wonder if
that would have been me
standing by my camper
in the middle of camp
giving instructions
to my family campers.
For just a moment,
I thought I saw
a glimpse
a small peek
into what my life
would have been like
if I would have said
yes
twenty some years ago.
Would I,
could I have been
standing by my camper
in the middle of camp
giving instructions
to my family campers?
But the thought wisped away
like smoke from a dying fire.
If I had said yes,
I reminded myself,
twenty years ago
I probably would still not be
standing by my camper
in the middle of camp
giving instructions
to my family campers.
I would still be alone
driving down this road
because there was no
hesitation twenty years ago
behind the decline –
so why should there be
hesitation now?
I am in the right place.
Oh yeah.
Sometimes I forget
and I long for the day
I’m standing by my camper
in the middle of camp
giving instructions
to my family campers.
© 2014 ck’s days
The Toll We Pay
I didn’t think I could do it.
I thought that I would fail.
To my surprise I did it.
I survived this dreadful tale.
I’m stronger than I thought.
I didn’t even fall.
But now around my heart
I had to build a wall.
I can survive anything.
But what will be the cost?
Is it worth remaining
if my soul is lost?
Is that the toll we pay
just for getting older?
The heart continues beating
but everyday grows colder.
© 2014 ck’s days
Two Rivers
The river from the east
flowed down the countryside.
It said,
Born of a spring, I am clean
It takes work
to provide water for all in sight.
The animals drink from me
I give of myself freely.
I try to do the right.
Look at that Man!
Look at that man
standing all alone.
His head bent, his garment torn.
He stands apart in the shadows.
His hands in shackles, his eyes remain low.
Here comes someone who comes with a key
but it is fake and mocks liberty.
3 Words
by Marilyn M. Lee
Please don’t say it
I can tell you want to
But I’m begging you not to
You’re not going to be happy with my response
Which is running
“I’m just not looking for anything serious” will be what I lie to you
Lie to myself
The odds are not good
10 times proposals have been whispered
Come and gone
Never followed with an “I do”
Please don’t say it
It’s an expected month recovery
At least
On my end
I get attached, so you won’t be the only one hurting
But don’t worry
The next one you meet will be the one
There will be tuxes, and dresses, and music
I’ll be a memory
But you’ll still hang in my heart, while I fly from yours
Please don’t let him say it, I plead to Above
Please don’t make me do this again,
Say these words
They are the same words every time
Cause honesty scares me
It hurts, I’ll pray
Every time
I’m losing strength
Every time
Gaining fear
Gaining doubt in myself and my decisions
Get me through this
Give me hope
Give me strength
So please don’t say it
Maybe you won’t be sad,
But you’ll regret it
And I’ll be struggling
Love and lost is not always better
Sometimes it’s better to never have
Please let me say it.
Next time, please let me agree
© 2014 ck’s days
The Key
The prophet said,
the great test
we learn in life
is to obey
that will bring us rest.
Who am I to argue?
I do agree
obedience
is the test
and love is the key.
© 2014 ck’s days
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