Saturday, August 1, 2009

Life In My Small Town



There's nothing like a bedroom community
With small churches and friendly people
You go to the bank and they know your name
Your phone and bank account number are the same

Somebody waves at you as you pass through town
You wave back and then you slow down
Roll down your car window and shout, "Howdy do"
Then you wonder if they really do know you

But you don't care and they don't either
You're just being polite; just taking a breather
Small towns have this effect on you
And it just seems like the right thing to do

This is where you have set your roots
Hung your hat and donned your boots
The country life is what you crave
Where your kids can grow and learn to behave

Thank God for Small Town, USA
Thank God for Baldwyn, Mississippi

Thursday, July 30, 2009

The Pictures On My Wall


There are family members framed on my wall
The stories they tell can keep me fascinated
Some stories are short and some very involved
But I have the time and also a listening ear
In fact, some days I sit and stare, waiting
I know they will speak to me, for their soul
and mine have always been connected
We are one, and the family goes on
One tells of a little boy of five, now gone
His death recorded forever on parchment
His parents smile back at me for caring and telling
Another calls from beyond encouraging me to go on
Still another laughs with me, from somewhere
One whispers softly,reminding me of another time
Several hold fond memories of sweet smells
Fresh bathed babies who snuggled up close
Others of traveled miles and places explored
The framed pictures all have a life of their own
And the memories they spark will sustain me forever


The above photos are all members of my family and stored safely on my computer and in my heart

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

The Harley T-Shirt




All my life I wanted a Harley Davidson bike
and my friends thought I'd lost my mind

No one I knew had or even wanted one
but still...I did

Harley's were for the young and restless
not for a young white haired grandmother

I never got my Harley, but I did get a scooter
And it is just the perfect ride for me

I love the sound my bike makes
when the motor is revved it is music to my ears

Only on my bike can I ride with the wind
feeling the exhilaration as the world rushes by

The time I spend riding my bike is like heaven
as the bird and I become one in spirit

No one owns this mighty rushing wind
and the clean, fresh air I breathe is mine

Finally waking from my long nights dream
I realize I've just slept in my Harley T shirt again

My world now takes on a different view

Monday, July 27, 2009

The Morning After



The door is still open from last night
And I can feel the morning waking up
I gaze across the pillow and there you are
Sleeping peacefully, not knowing I am looking

Your chest rises and falls back once more
Your hair is tousled and you are gorgeous
Watching your body brings back the memories
Of last nights beauty still etched in my mind

We filled the night with such sweet sounds
Faint whispers of words known only to us
The air coming across the bed where we lay
Cooled the sheets and brought us together

The candle lit room was bathed in shadows
Dancing on the walls for us to watch
The moon peeked in just to say goodnight
As we finally gave up the passion for sleep

I am again reminded of a time long ago
When two young lovers reached out to one another
Dreaming for a night and morning such as this
Thankful that they have waited until now


Sunday, July 26, 2009

Unashamaed Love Declared


How many times will you let me say
Just how much I truly love you
Life for me is like a new day dawning
Because you are here in my world

For no other reason do I now exist
You hold the key to the air that I breathe
At your touch I melt and am myself no more
But merge into a form of your choosing

I feel your presence, my hands are shaking
My life is now worthy to be called just that
You may awaken my soul once more
A soaring spirit never again to be hidden

Nothing matters to us for the time is short
Our lifetime together, a mere moment
We are now one and the universe applauds
What took us so long to reach this pinnacle

How many times can I say I LOVE YOU

Saturday, July 25, 2009

I Promise You


I promise you I will be here forever
Or at least as long as there is breath
I promise you the moon and stars every night
For I can make you think they are yours
The rain and the sun are made for you alone
I give you clouds in which to hide your tears
You know my love can calm your fears
I promise I will love you till death
And I promise I will not forget your name

When the end finally comes and heaven claims my soul
I want yours to be the last face I see
For then I'll know I've kept my promise to you
I have loved you for as long as you would let me
I have kept the ember glowing all this time
And sometimes I know I was alone in that task
But I did not mind for I'd promised you
And promises I make are not made lightly
For mine is the only true love you'll ever know
And I promise I will never forget your name

Thursday, July 23, 2009

A FLEETING MELODY


We enter this world screaming
We leave much the same way
Our silent screams often never heard
And the time between not mattering

We live but to praise the heavens
Knowing full well who sets the sun
Who lights the stars and the moon
The same breathes life into being

We are here but one brief moment
Merely playing through on our way out
The sounds so sweet and majestic
And the melodious tune is heard by all

The passing is one that's so bittersweet
A time we knew would be here all too soon
We have played along with the band
But now our melody no longer lingers

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

AND


Once somewhere in another time
I saw your face looking back at mine
And... my heart leaped with joy

For I had you all to myself once more
Hidden away behind a locked oak door
And... we were lovers

My life for a season knew no pain
For that short time you let me in
And... I knew you completely

We knew this love could not last
Soon it would be locked in the past
And... we both cried

We parted much like we had met
You went on your way...unhappy I bet
And... still you left

For years I waited for your return
Believing old bridges someday you would burn
And... you never did

I tried my best to stay away
Offering you the contentment you so craved
And ...I slowly died inside

Monday, July 20, 2009

A Blank Canvas



Somewhere in the mist of the early morning
I sense the warm sun flowing over my body
A soft breeze quietly slips across my face
Tender and precise as the master's paintbrush
Carefully painting color on to a blank canvas

Lightly he dips his paintbrush into the clay pot
Seeking color for the thought he just had
It comes to him and he applies it lightly
That stroke, ever so faint, a soft baby pink

A pink that traces the lines of my mouth
And makes my lips quiver with delight
He makes his way down to the hollow of my throat
And lets his paintbrush linger there

The soft tingling tip of the camel hair brush
Is almost more than I can endure
Stirrings from deep within course through my body
The feelings so real I can hard contain them

Suddenly I realize I am now fully awake
And breathless from this early morning play
The artist now sees his perfectly painted canvas
And finds his early morning work was not in vain

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Then I Will Stay No More


I started out on this new journey
One for which I'd sought many years
Please do not cry for me for I am happy
I have passed this way with delight

New beginnings are on my horizon
This life promises to be like no other I've known
For love has finally raised her head
And beckoned me to follow my heart

I've come to this place and found love abiding
Joy and contentment are my new companions
The candles once again were lit
And their firelight grows brighter each day

How long shall I dwell among these promises
Till time itself falls from the heavens
Or when this love no longer abounds
Then I will stay no more, forever!