The Rose

To watch the petals,

Fall off a rose,

A dying flower by the hour,

That fragrance diminishes,

As time goes by,

But the memory of that rose will survive...... 

Words that are Wrote

Declined to speak the words that are wrote,

Ink staining a page as they are wrote,

Letters joined to form the words,

A letter you know that will be heard,

When a voice is to weak to speak,

That pen is mighty within that grip....... 

The Book

To open a book,

Look at a page,

A message of love in the words that you read,

To understand the words that are wrote,

Leaving a lump within your throat,

A tell tell sign a watery line,

Left by a teardrop as it fell......

Floating Somewhere

To drift without a care,

Lost but floating somewhere,

Carried by the flow,

Destination unknown,

Growing old,

Day dreaming with the clouds,

Racing high above,

Losing track of time,

As life flashes by with a blink of an eye..... 

Singing on a September Day

A blackbird singing at the break of day,

Announcing the dawn of a present day,

That warming glow as the sun starts to show,

Over a golden bay,

On this September day

Blinded

Blinded by the light,

Only to see stars in the blackness of night,

Predictions told in constellations of old,

A tellers delight,

That  fortune told,

Luck and wealth,

Romance and love,

In the coming days,

A gypsy King sat beside a fire of the dancing flames....  

Try

It is better to try and not give up,

Then not try at all,

Sometimes we try but don't try hard enough,

Try the thought of stepping stones,

Every step forward is progress,