I didn’t expect /
“Already I’m so lonely*”/
To have much meaning.
OR
*lonesome
I didn’t expect /
“Already I’m so lonely*”/
To have much meaning.
OR
*lonesome
When one you love
ditches you
to go out with others,
you get to placate yourself
by staying home
and re-watching videos
of their big day.
Mamma may be proud, /
but that won’t guarantee her/
child’s love or respect.
No!
You may not
crash at our house,
hang out with us,
sit by us,
or take my wife out
to lunch.
You had your shot.
I’m setting boundaries.
Do you hear?
No means NO!
I’m trying to be
a good and kind
Christian.
You’re making it
very difficult.
She birthed, changed, fed, clothed,
taught and loved him. In his new/
life, he stood her up.
OR
A child with a good/
relation with his mom should/
never stand her up.
The appearance of
joy seems easy to maintain,
yet habits die hard.
I’d do anything
for my kids, except mindread,
‘cuz I suck at it.
Behold, I’ve become
Daddi-o, destroyer of/
my relationships.
Ten-plus deciduous,
mixed with a few evergreens:
more than a dozen
shade-givers are seen
from my back window
in the sunset’s glow.
All wrapped as she plays
improv piano.
Life’s good,
and you grow,
when nature’s understood,
and when you know.
It’s not knowledge gained by some parchmented degree.
It’s what people, plants, air, earth, water, life, daily give to me.