I met a friend many years ago
We talked, we wrote we laughed a lot
We grew together before we grew apart
The future looked back at the past
We formed a union one Summer day
The end of the month as I recall
Our families , a few friends
35 of them total
We inherited the gifts of kids from each other
We helped them grow and raised them right
We struggled with outside negativity
But together we fought on through it all
Court visits and legal advise
We were fighting for things that should have been given
Some parents are far from that
Leave the kids to be taught right from wrong
The children grew and went on their own
Empty nesters we would become
We watched our kids learn about life
And bring lives into this world to bring us joy
So much to do and so much to see
The little one's gave us passion and desire
To live a new life filled with youth
We embraced it and treated them well
Life was amazing we were so close
We travelled and visited when we could
My Army boys and my boy
We had to move around to watch the kids grow
When the world falls apart
It comes in many pieces
I made a bad choice, I crashed my Bicycle
I was damaged inside and out
My physical pains still hurt me so
My emotional losses cannot be replaced
I'm not healed from my Bicycle crash
I will never heal from emotional scars given and received
My mobility has been severely compromised
My mind and thoughts float away each day
I want to reach out and fix it all
But the water is down the stream
The darkest nights when I drive alone
My mind and heart fight for neutrality
I had it all before my biggest fall
I'd trade my broken legs for a wounded heart
Stuck in this room with a mindful of sorrow
The days ahead bring opportunities to prosper
To Fly away and take the plunge
Unencumbered not by my own design
Yes I've had it all and lost most of what mattered
I hold onto the threads of goodness
My 3 little boys will bring their youthful lives
And show me I have more than I've lost
Goodbye to tears and sorrow
Wake up to the warmth of a new beginning
Spread what goodness I have left in me
Stop waiting for the phone to ring
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