THE WORLD WE LIVE

 

What has happened to the World I was born? What has happened to the beauty I used to see and smell? Seems like these days I find myself dodging fires, floods and storms. Then places where water is needed, it is no more. What happened to people helping, caring and loving each other just because? Why is hate in such abundance and not repair? Why can't we see how much we are the same instead of just the color of our skin? Why does that have to be the definition of who we are? Why can't the definition of us all be that of unconditional love and help to build a better World? This is the World we live that is dying from the hatred all around. The Earth is literally crying in agony through its disasters all around the World. Please wake up today for Mother Earth needs our love now before she is no more. Then we will have no World to live.

MOVING ON

 The idea of moving on for a lot of people is a little scary. Moving on into an area of the unknown may pose a sense of uncertainty, unpredictable and thereof unmanageable events.

Most of us dream of the possibilities of going further, doing something else, changing a routine or just moving on to a new adventure filled with excitement, curiosity and expectations. 

What have you done to prepare for the new adventure you are about to embark upon or are you just moving on taking it one step at a time? Whatever you decide, you must take into consideration of what would give you a sense of peace, joy and hope. Be brave and go forward if you truly hope to pursue your dreams.

Words

Some words make you smile  

                    

Some words lift your spirit                            

Some words have you stuck a while   

        

Have you feel you’re bit                               

Some words make you laugh 

                     

Some words expand your mind 

                  

Some words make a photograph 

              

Seldom stay behind                                      

Some words stay forever 

                             

Influencing us whenever  

                            

Words can be good or bad 

                        

Be an enemy or comrade                           

Don’t let words control you

                          

You control the words          

HOW OLD IS TOO OLD

How old is too old

To do what you want to do

To learn what you want to learn

To go where you want to go

To love who you want to love

How old is too old

To find a new love

To change your outlook on life

To be all that you can be

To teach others what you’ve come to know

How old is too old

To play in the playground

To swing high on a swing

To glide across the ice on skates

To dance ‘til your heart’s content

How old is too old

Who dictates the age

 requirements

Who decides laughing out loud

 is improper at your age

What determines whether sexual feelings cannot exist

Who decides if you can experience deep passions of love

How old is too old

How dare anyone decide for you what makes you feel the way you do

If love and passion excites your soul

Who are they to tell you that you’re too old

TIME TELLING

Life is when time will tell
We are born and cry out loud
Natural proof avowed
Together egg and sperm cell
Join to start your life
Here is where the hourglass begins
Seconds, minutes, hours, days and years
Earth is never stopping with its spins
We count each year as epic wins
Time empties its strife
Only time will tell

A NEW DAY

Every day is even more amazing than the day before

Why, because we opened our eyes for a new day

Amidst all the uncertainties and challenges we’re faced with each new day,

The one thing we have is Hope,

Hope to breathe,

Hope to smile,

Hope to laugh,

Hope to live another day.

These times are difficult to swallow the reality of so many dying from Hatred and Illness of

disease of heart, spirit, and body.

We cry out in pain to lose yet another.

But we MUST not give way to Despair or live in Fear,

We MUST continue to look forward to a new day!

ANTICIPATION

Anticipation of what’s to come

Can be like the sweet smell

Of a field of flowers;

Or like the tart taste

Of a luscious lemon.

Anticipation