I am looking for a Love that makes sense
I want him to be Blind to my faults but truly see the true beauty in me
I want him to be Deaf to others opinions of me and have the ability to listen with his heart concerning me
I want him to be Mute after a long day and reach out and give me a hug
and just let our Love communicate and truly appreciate everything about me
I want Him to enjoy every touch and to read my body language and to Love everything about me that is uniquely me
I know this kind of Love just makes sense, maybe he is out there searching for this kind of Love too

A marshmallow slowly roasted over a campfire
Some chocolate oozing down my face
some gram crackers  crunching under my teeth
I can't always make smores but I can have some more
I want some more kindness to put a smile on my face
I want to express that kindness to others around me
I want some more quality time with family
I want some more good friends to surround me
I want to be a great friend in return
I want some more compassion to ground me
I want more passion when I right even if it keeps me at night
I want the sight to find the beauty around me and you
Do you want smores too?
Do you want some more in life?

A marshmallow slowly roasted over a campfire
Some chocolate oozing down my face
some gram crackers  crunching under my teeth
I can't always make smores but I can have some more
I want some more kindness to put a smile on my face
I want to express that kindness to others around me
I want some more quality time with family
I want some more good friends to surround me
I want to be a great friend in return
I want some more compassion to ground me
I want more passion when I write even if it keeps me at night
I want the sight to find the beauty around me and you
Do you want smores too?
Do you want some more in life?

She met him at a dance, when he glanced her way on a Friday night.
She was trilled that he approached her instead of the other gals.
He told her later it was her eyes that drew him in, he said," they sparkled liked
Diamonds."
He took her to meet his mom once, she pulled him aside and told him, She said that," she is from the wrong side of the tracks."
They continued to see each other at the dance and did not look back, Their love was a unique romance.
One day he took a chance and told her the news, He said " Sweetheart I hope this don't give you the blues; I have to go away to war, I don't know what is in store for us."
She said to him "trust me, my love is true, I will wait for you."
She also let him know; we could write letters and before you know it the war will end, He agreed.
The time arrived to say goodbye, He held her tight and gave her a farewell kiss. He told her he would never forget her Diamond eyes, and that the time spent with her was pure bliss. He also said, " Your my Angel in disguise."
They wrote back in forth for awhile. his letters always made her smile.
The last letter she wrote said," My love, I miss you, please take to heart the poem I wrote for you:
                                          Snow Angel
                           You are were it is warm, in that war torn land
                            If you could you could build castles in the sand
                            I am here where it is cold, I could build Angels in the snow
                            I am your Snow Angel, my love warms your heart
                            I loved you from the start, always remember,
                            I am your Snow Angel
She waited at the mailbox everyday, hoping for another letter from him;
but received nothing more, until one day shortly after the war ended.
She saw a man in uniform heading her way, she rushed toward him.
When she got closer she realized it was not her Love, The man had a
letter in his hand, He said" I am so sorry, he got wounded in battle and we lost him.
He Said, with tears in his eyes," He died while saving my life"
He was a Hero.
He once, made me promise that if something happened to
him, I would deliver back to you, your last letter.
She took the letter and looked at the words written on the back of the envelope, You are my Snow Angel and in life or death, you will forever be in my heart.

Some days I feel young
Some days I feel old
Some days I feel shy
Some days I feel bold
Some days I strive to be my best
Some days I feel like life is a test
Some days go good
Some days go bad
Some days I'm happy
Some days I'm sad
Some days I even get mad
Some days I cry
Some days I sing
I will wait to see what today will bring

Sometimes, I wanted someone to hold my hand especially when I don't understand
I question why, and it is hard to try to go about my daily living
I long for someone to wipe my tears or bring me  cheer
I force a smile when I want to frown
I most of all want someone around to listen

Sometimes my words do not  adequately describe how I feel

The intertwining of heart, spirit and mind becomes Soul mates

Speak Softly to me ,so my heart can hear what you are not saying to me

We all have a story to tell.
We can stand alone or become part of a bigger picture together.
We come in different shapes and sizes.
We are all part of a kaleidoscope of various colors like individual gems.
We are each unique but we can band together and become part of a masterpiece.
Some of us maybe smoother than others.
Some of us maybe a little bit jaded.
Some of us may have more lines than others.
While some of us are shapelier than others.
We can choose to shine alone or shine together like precious gems to become a masterpiece of stained glass, if we join together and let the light shine through us.
Let your light shine.

Stained Glass
We all have a story to tell.
We can stand alone or become part of a bigger picture together.
We come in different shapes and sizes.
We are all part of a kaleidoscope of various colors like individual gems.
We are each unique but we can band together and become part of a masterpiece.
Some of us maybe smoother than others.
Some of us maybe a little bit jaded.
Some of us may have more lines than others.
While some of us are shapelier than others.
We can choose to shine alone or shine together like precious gems to become a masterpiece of stained glass if we join together and let the light shine through us.
Let your light shine.

I would  be a stand up comedian but I fall down too much

This is a special report my computer went AWOL unknown corruption , I am eagerly waiting for it's return.
I am suffering withdrawal from poetry and greatly miss all of you
Feel free to message me on what great poetry i have missed and i will add them to the top of my list , to read apon my computers return , in the meantime i am searching for a neighbor who is nice enough to let me take even five minutes of there time to go online.
I hope that i can cope with my computers absence, I don't want ,me or my computer or this message to self destruct

I went to the surgical center on Monday February 29th, 2016. A Polyp was found and removed by the surgeon from my lower esophagus. I am waiting for my voice to return and the for the doctor's report. I am planning on seeing my regular doctor tomorrow hopefully I will know more after then. I am working on perfecting listening skills while I am not able to talk and being patient while waiting for my voice to return.  
I am doing my best to be in good spirits throughout this whole situation. This too shall pass. Hope you All are doing Well and Healthy wishes to Everyone.

There are so many faces going different places
Everyone is in such a rush
I guess these days it is so hard to trust
I guess I will refrain from talking
I guess we will all remain just strangers on a bus

I am an optimist but under stress I am Pessimistic

Some days are tough bringing me to my knees
Some days I just need to remember to Breathe and believe that this too will pass.

There is nothing like a sunny day in the month of June,
to chase away some gloom.

I long for your sweet embrace
I long to see you face to face
I long to have nature walks with you
I long for long talks too
I long to watch movies at your side
I will not hide anything from you
I hope we can share much laughter
I hope we will find our happy ever after

Take away
               The air
                             I breathe
                                           Just  Leave
                                                                Me Poetry

Opportunity gently knocks
  Whereas temptation demands to be let in

Today is the one year Anniversary of when my daughter insisted that I needed to set up a Hello Poetry account, because she loves my poems and said I was a good poet.
I was a little hesitant at first due to me not having much experience in sharing my writings with others usually only very close family and less than a handful of friends.
Today is also my Birthday and I want to celebrate it with you, The site calls you followers, but to me you are some of my closest friends.
We are bonded by our Love of the written word
We are in this Journey together, we make each other laugh, cry, smile  and inspire each other. I need to say each and everyone of you are my muse, my inspiration, you are so Awesome, it don't matter if you get tons of views or followers, your poems are important to me ,and to others who faithfully read your page.
Keep writing it is a talent, a gift that keeps giving, your words are immortalized in print that can be a powerful thing, think of the poets from long ago who's poems are still read today.
In summary I feel blessed to have know you all over the past year and I  want to say Thanks For The Journey and express my gratitude !!!

It starts with an idea, thus it is conceived
It grows over time, forming line after line
It consists of nouns, verbs, adjectives
It sometimes takes minutes or hours, or days ,or years
to fully form, It can be laborious starting with a rough draft
at times several papers pile up in the trash
It can consist of similes and metaphors, or take a short story form
It grows more until it is complete, thus the poem is born, after it arrives like a proud parent you look at the poem and declare it is good and ready to share

The poem can be personified, it can touch human emotion it can invoke sadness  and or happiness or at times touch our funny bone or remind us of a past romance, or the good old days

In the end the effort can be worthwhile especially if it can produce a smile

One day there was a bright glowing canvas, a pure sparkling white
It was beautiful, but not complete
Then someone came along and drew lines on it to form flowers and mountains and streams, it was more beautiful and it made the natural white look more distinct
Then one day someone else added color and the canvas radiated and became more and more complete, it seemed whole and functional
Suddenly, one day someone came along and slew the canvas, destroying its color till it showed black, and an ugly black
The canvas seems so drab so empty without its color, so lifeless
People refused to help the canvas, refused to anything about the canvas slayer refused to listen to the canvas’ plea
Instead the canvas slayer’s free to roam free to hurt and damage other canvas
Who will restore the canvas?
Who will bring justice?
Why is the canvas slayer free to roam while the canvas feels imprisoned, crushed, victimized?
Why is the canvas treated like a criminal?
When will the canvas feel free, joyful and peaceful?

One night during a full moon a young crooner sang a Sinatra tune
He sang it expertly and flawlessly, he got the attention of everyone,
but especially noticed by one handsome old gentleman
The song transported him to another time and in another land
were he took her hand and proposed to the Love of his life
to this very same tune in the Month of June
He recently had been depressed after having lost is wife in the fall,
after tears ran down his face the young Crooner apologized for making
him cry
The Old man said, Thank You for making me cry you reminded me of
the best times in my life with my wife, and that song started it all
The young Crooner felt touched and said, I am glad that I say that tune
The Old man smiled and said I am glad too!

I gather up my purses, I don't want to be late, It's the dating adventure.
My friend set me up on blind date, i think she was blind, she said he looked like Fabio, to me he resembled ET. I'm not one that is shallow or mean but he didn't not have a good personally like I was lead to believe. I feel like i was deceived, he was not interesting to talk at all.
I thought I would give it another try with a different guy, maybe I would have better luck  
I am generous and willing to stick out my neck for a friend, but the guy constantly had me pick up the check with the excuse he forgot his wallet in his other pants or he would reimburse me once he got paid etc. I wish I would not have paid for his lobster with dessert on the side. Dating is an unpredictable ride.
One time I went out with a guy and my sister asked me how my date went I replied what date it was like babysitting. In the search for my honey, I was the one that kept getting stung, bad dates are no fun. I know dating does not come with any guarantee or money back policy. I wish it would for me. I have learned from this not so great dating adventure. I am waiting for a true gentleman it will be worth the wait.

The day we met
Will never be forgotten
The sun was shining through
Reflecting on the ocean oh so blue
Sparkling like diamonds
Like your eyes do too
With a smile that can be seen
From miles away
Gravitating me towards you
My heart skips a beat
When you call my name
My life will never be the same
You are my Romeo
I am your Juliet
The moments we spent together
I will never forget
You showered me with diamonds
And other fancy things
Taking me to dinner
And pulling out my seat
Treating me like royalty
But clearly it was never meant to be
Because it was only in a movie.

My emotions I sometimes stuff deep inside
I hide them pretty well for a while at least
They silently start to swell, my sadness becomes deeper than the deepest well
If you want to reach me don't preach to me, and say just snap out of it, that don't help
I know you just don't understand. I wish you would walk beside me and just be there
so i know you care
My tears overflow on the inside, you can not see them
I feel like I'm in hell, stuck in this deepest well

The dragon was guarding his treasures and gold and secrets not yet told
He kept them carefully concealed until it was time for them to be revealed

He instills the dream in me
The goal is all i see
He plants and grows the seed
I water the seed
He keeps the seed alive and growing in me
The Dream is growing in me
At night i close my eyes and all I see is dreams
I reach for the dream and he touches me
He makes the dream come alive
So i know it's meant to be
He takes off the blinders and sets the dream in front of me
and says "My child, it's up to you what to do with the dream that's in front of you"
My child walk through, I am with you
I am the Dreambuilder
It's up to you to chose the dream that's before you
Open the door and walk through to your dream
I made it for you because I love you
reach for the dream my child and you will reach for me

The end of summer is such a ******
The end of picnic's in the park
The end of Fireworks in the dark
The end of State fairs
The end of outdoor booths were  people sell their wares
The end of camping and roasting Smores
All too soon we will back indoors
The end of outdoor Music Fests
Too soon to be replaced with books and taking tests
I hope what remains is some good memories of Summer to keep us warm all fall and winter long