There's some good in this world… and it's worth fighting for.
I tried to choose a book today,
Forgotten, on the shelf.
Do insides always match outsides?
I asked the book itself.
Wrapped up in paper, plain and brown
Concealed, its secret skin.
Do outsides always match insides?
Please tell me, what’s within?
I’ll learn the answers on my own.
That voiceless book remains unknown.
If you can’t read the tiny text, no big deal… it’s mostly about articles we had to read for class.
Disclaimer: I wrote this many years ago. But it’s still pretty accurate and truthful. I like making lists, and it’s important to focus on the positive in life.
I love dresses. I love clothes. I love buttons, pockets, polka dots, and bows.
I love kindness. I love good-deeding. I love curling up ANYWHERE and reading.
I love a good story, and I love books. I love the food makers – bakers, chefs, and cooks.
I love learning and I love knowing. I love a challenge, opportunities, and growing.
I love adventures and trying new things. I love it when someone who rarely sings, sings.
I love music. I love my Uke. I love harmony more than Leia loved Luke.
I love fruit and I love flowers. I love when the best minutes seem to last for hours.
I love nature. I love trees. I love it when people know to say thank you and please.
I love people – Their perspectives and quirks. I especially love them when they don’t act like jerks.
I love making people laugh – I love it when they smile. I love big hugs from those I’ve not seen in a while.
I love silly. I love fun. I love laughing with my friends in the sun.
I love sunshine. I love water. It’s certain that I love you a great deal more than I oughter.
I love oceans deep. I love the skies above. I love many, many things, but mostly I just love.
You’ve gone away and left me
I spend each night alone
Just Waiting and awaiting
for you to come back home.
I miss our days together,
and our nights as well.
Each day I am without you
Is a day akin to hell.
I miss the way you made me feel;
You kept me safe and warm.
And I could conquer any mountain
With you to calm my storm.
You always left me brimming
With the strength to labor on.
The way you clung to me in mornings,
Anchored me past dawn.
You’re no longer here beside me –
I miss your soft caress
I mostly miss your company:
Without you, I’m a mess.
