Take me by the handLead me to my freedomIn return I’ll be foreverYoursWe were like oil and waterSeparated, destined never to unite. You came for me in darknessIn the light I was blindBut I adjusted in time One word from you changed my lifeIt’s all I’ll ever need
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No Moon
Cold afternoon, warm coffeeReading on the porch while youWork.The sun hides behind clouds and the shade is eerily similar to darkness, cold and empty.That’s what the world without you would be, cold and emptyYou are everything that is bright and warm and happy.Without you there would be no sun and with no sun there isContinue reading “No Moon”
A Voice Crying Out
The wind howl’s outside Like the voice of one Crying in the wild It seems to call me But I’m scared Terrified that it will call me Into the unknown places The reaches of which I have To go Far beyond what’s comfortable And easy Some where that is foreign And shaky I listen closeContinue reading “A Voice Crying Out”
Pathways Under the Stars
Under the stars is where I want to be Fire side, bed roll out thats where I truly feel free looking up from my back seeing what they saw In the past The night sky is a scary thing sometimes going beyond what our minds can fathom reaching far ahead of what the eye canContinue reading “Pathways Under the Stars”
Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter #2
There I stood A mountain before me So big the shadow It seemed to swallow Earth whole I had a thought One of might proportions Yet small beginnings Faith the size of seeds Could crumble this mass In a moment confidence Welled up in my chest I spoke Down it came Light poured over meContinue reading “Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter #2”
The Place Above The Trees
I looked and saw above the trees there were mountains as tall as my eyes could see how they got there I do not know, but it is a place I’d like to go. I imagine it to be perfect where there is happiness and no race, no color, no keeping up with each other.Continue reading “The Place Above The Trees”
Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter
People spend their entire lives looking for the perfect moment When we’re children we dream of adulthood, looking for the future as if it’s gone somewhere without us. One day we wise up, start forgetting the past, living in the now, and resolve to praying for the future. In life we encounter conflict, we wonderContinue reading “Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter”
Fire Side
Fire Side with you Is the only place I want to be Scoot a little closer Feel the heat Hold my hand Like you hold my heart Gently, but with The strength of a giant
Stories Lived – Stories Told
There’s something about a worn out book or journal the story contained within the pages is a life lived worth telling about open it up and read even a little and you’ll see the tears, the wear, the soft pages, and frayed corners are evidence of different seasons of use, tears, joy, sadness, happiness, loss,Continue reading “Stories Lived – Stories Told”
