Gratitude
Early breaks the dawn today as I salute the morn,
Dressed and ready on my way--I'm not a bit forlorn.
For each new day affords a chance to see the world anew.
The petty cares of yesterday are cast in lighter view.
Although I'm not a bit deceived that life is all aglow.
I know I have the chance today to pay back what I owe.
Not free am I from guilt or grief; my path is never clear.
Yet nonetheless I forge ahead, for life is just that dear.
Not perfect am I, yet I try to myself be true.
By looking straight into the mirror and not gazing through.
Friday, November 6, 2015
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Cricket Couplets
Oh Cricket song caress me and lull my woes away,
Your sweet sing song cadence keeps my pain at bay.
Your birthday on Mid-Summer's Eve sets my heart at ease,
For once I hear your mating call, it gives my soul release.
The long hot days of July herald your arrival,
Yet the cold dark nights of autumn threaten your survival.
As your voice grows hoarse and lonely searching for your mate,
My heart grows melancholy considering your fate.
Croaking into the cold autumn night,
Your sad sweet song signs the end of your fight.
Your lifespan neatly frames my favorite time of year,
And for that my Lovely Cricket is why you are so dear
Your sweet sing song cadence keeps my pain at bay.
Your birthday on Mid-Summer's Eve sets my heart at ease,
For once I hear your mating call, it gives my soul release.
The long hot days of July herald your arrival,
Yet the cold dark nights of autumn threaten your survival.
As your voice grows hoarse and lonely searching for your mate,
My heart grows melancholy considering your fate.
Croaking into the cold autumn night,
Your sad sweet song signs the end of your fight.
Your lifespan neatly frames my favorite time of year,
And for that my Lovely Cricket is why you are so dear
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