Happy Mother’s Day – Cancer Stinks


Happy Mother’s Day – Cancer Stinks.

Cancer took my mother when I was nineteen
She was only 54
I moved out a few months after
Couldn’t take my Dad anymore
In less than a year I had a wife and a baby
Working in a steel mill that can make you crazy
And the clock kept ticking
Cancer put a mark on me when I was 57
That (fill in the blank) tried to send me to Heaven
It didn’t win – I’m still here – but this isn’t about me
And I’m really tired of what I’m seeing on TV
It’s about living for each other, especially your Mother
You only get one – I wish mine was still here
So don’t treat her like a cancer or wish she’d disappear
Love your mother and that’s more than saying the word
Love is an action that speaks louder than what’s heard.
You’ll probably never hear me in church
You may not care what I say
Cancer stinks and that’s a fact
Don’t let it take away. Happy Mother’s Day.

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Option and Choice


Free From the journals – over two decades and thousands of pages

of writing for whatever reason, simply trying to convey inspiration

to others with what I have been inspired with.

Not really sharing who I was but who I am.

Normally, I’ve been posting a piece from the current date of years earlier.

Occasionally, I’ll just post something randomly.

Today, here’s one from 2008.  What I was vs What I am.  Thanks to the option and the choice that only God offers.

 

WHAT  I  WAS            VS                 WHAT I AM

Careless                                      Compassionate
Cruel                                            Merciful
Quick                                           Patient
Evasive                                        Empathetic
Rude                                            Kind
Fearful                                         Faithful
Fleshly                                         Spiritual
Defeated                                     Victorious
Victim                                         Dominion
Hateful                                        Loving
Battling                                       Peaceful
Captive                                       Free

 

Be a blessing not a curse
Be a living – loving verse
People will read you

Be inspired – be inspiring

“Just Be”


ME

 

 

 

 

 

I can be just who I am and just ‘ be’ and that’s enough. Can anyone else just ‘ be’?
Sometimes all of the doing messes up our being. ME

So Many


 

 

So many words – I can’t say them all

So many tears – I can’t cry at all

So many ways – to tell you how I feel

 

So many times – I go round and round

So many rhymes – I can’t write them all down

So many pages – an author, never done

And I want – so many

And I love – so many

Try to find – so many

Can’t find one

 

And I’ve tried – so many

Tried to hide – so many

Looked inside – so many

More than one

 

So many lost – don’t know where to go

So many found – that may never show

So many ways – yet so many delays

When will it be done?

When will so many be one?

 

 

 

 

I Remember You


I’ve been here before – I’ll be here some more

A need to be near – Or just shed a tear

I try to recall – A piece of it all

And sometimes I try – But I just can’t cry

I’m here, I’m not there – And it’s just not fair

Until I recall – a piece of it all

And I remember – I remember you

And I remember – Things we used to do

I’m there, I’m not here

And I remember – I remember you

I remember me

I’ve been here before – I’ll be back for more

And I’ll remember