Home on a Workday

A good day.
Home with my wife.
Gave the dog a bath,
Then gave my wife one.

Crazy things
That enter your life
Along with surgery!
Took 80 photos of my kitten,

Charlie, as he lounged
In my lap, then on the bed,
Then on a bunched up bathrobe
On the floor in the bathroom.

Funny ways we find
To pass the time:
Did some grocery shopping,
Got gas for the car,

Picked up lunch
At a sub shop,
Said hello to someone from work
Who was at the grocery store

In the middle of the afternoon
On a Friday,
“Casual Friday”.
Going into work

Tomorrow.
Ah, the beauty
Of flex-time!
It’s a wonderful thing.

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Scary Times

Close the door
To future pain.
Close the curtain
To heartbreak.

Hoping for the best,
Trying not to worry.
God is in control,
Not me.

Sometimes that scares me,
Actually,
But if it was up to me,
It would be worse.

I don’t have the power
To keep a heart beating.
I can’t make her lungs
Keep breathing air.

And the doctor
Can only do so much.
It is really
Up to God.

Let it be
As according to his word.
His will be done,
Not mine.

Happy Go Lucky

Bright and cheery
Is your attitude,
As you walk into the room.

Playful and carefree,
You sing, hum or whistle.
Your voice is a breath of fresh air.

Talking away to our pets,
You treat them with love and respect,
As they deserve.

Giving Chief a hug,
Or Tandy a rubbing,
Or Stella a kiss,

You spread love around,
Lavishly.
Your touch is magic.

Always willing
To take a few minutes
For some extra loving.

This house would be very quiet
Without you.
Let’s hope that day never comes.

Gone but not Forgotten

Thinking about that time,
Whenever it will be,
That I may be without you,

It occurs to me
That I don’t cherish you
Like I should.

A wonderful woman,
A great friend,
A special companion.

An amazing person, all around.
To imagine life without you,
Just breaks my heart.

If that day does come,
The only thing that will keep me going
Is that you would want me to be

The best person I can be
For those still living.
I will honor your memory.

Just Being You

Come closely so I can see you,
Feel you, touch you.
Are you like me, so candidly?
You are special!

We come from the same tree.
You look like me.
We are friendly family.
Don’t you see what I mean?

Would you like to run with me?
Would you like to go on a spree?
Come with me, silently,
And we shall see, so carefully.

What adventure will come next?
What trouble is there here
That we can get into?
We’ll stir something up!

Let’s go together up the hill,
Wrestle on the grass,
In the meadow.
You are such a funny fellow!

You are a close friend.
When I think of the end,
I hope that you will be there
With me to keep me sane.

How I dread that day,
But if you are there, I can bear it.
If you are with me,
I can do anything!

Thank you so much
For just being you!

Play Time!

Yippee cay yea, it’s time to play!
Bouncing around the living room,
My chihuahua and four pound kitten
Tackle and chew on each other

‘Til someone gets enough and
Makes a break for higher ground.
Charlie, the fuzzy orange kitten,
Jumps on the back of Tandy,

Digging his claws into the chihuahua’s
Shoulders, then bites her on the cheek.
Tandy reaches up a long, skinny leg
And pushes Charlie to the floor,

Wrapping her jaws around Charlie’s
Sweet little face. Up come Charlie’s claws,
Grabbing Tandy’s face, and tugging her
Down again! Back and forth,

The adopted siblings play, ’til someone
Has enough, and runs away.
Ah, to have the simple, luxurious life
Of a well-cared for pet! If only!

Hey, Me

Hi there.
What are you to me?
What is your significance
In this friendly world?

Are you free?
Not likely,
But I like to ask
Before spilling my cookies.

How have you been lately?
Do you have many friends?
Me neither.
Too much work.

That’s what I think, too.
So have you lived here long?
I’ve lived here all my life.
So why are you looking at me

Like that?
We can be friends, can’t we?
Follow me slowly,
Look into my eyes…

What do you see?

Present

How are you today?
I’m fine so much you say.
Are you gay?
No way, I’m straight!

Did you catch the finger
Flying in the air?
Did you see the star
Fall from the sky?

I am one in three,
Not three in one.
I am someone
Very lively.

How is me?
Me is good.
So well you be?
Yes, quite well,

Thank ye.
Are you my friend?
Yes, friends we be.
Slowly, I hear

The clock ticking
In my ear,
Loudly now.
It takes me out of here.

Are you queer?
Well, sometimes
I might seem so,
But how I smile

Ear to ear!
Are you here?
I am near,
You say softly.

I like it here.
It is soothing.
Warm and soft,
Comfortably

Present.

Bringing Joy to Life

“Traveling to a torture chamber
In my head, I stop for a drink
And a smoke. Why must I
Always come to this?”

“Can’t do something fun
Without feeling guilty.
Can’t say something honest
Without feeling paranoid.”

To lead a good life,
You must accept that
There will be demons
On your shoulder

Every step of the way,
Trying to ruin it for you.
There is always a pro and a con
To everything worth doing.

The trick is not to ignore the cons,
Or obsess over the pros, or vice versa.
It is to accept both, and then to be
True to oneself as much as possible.

If I am true to my value of love
For myself and for another,
I will do what is right for me to do.
Guilt is a signal, but not a reason.

Guilt tells you there is a conflict,
But that should not be a surprise
Because there is almost always
A conflict. Once you get used to

Doing what is true to oneself,
One will not be surprised by guilt,
Nor by the stronger sense of joy.
And also the guilt will grow less,

And the joy will grow more.
So don’t be afraid to do
What is right for you.
Do it every time,

And you will be happier with
Yourself and others.
You will accept your own faults
As well as the faults of others;

And you will acknowledge
Your own goodness,
As well as the goodness
Of everyone else.

This will bring you joy,
And you will bring joy
To the hearts of others,
As they participate in your goodness.