Bumbling around
To a Dire Straits sound

You're definitely not woke
With that Dad joke

From inside the shed
Beer is brewing
"Just planting some seeds"
Who's he fooling?

But
Now my eyes can see
Not
A
Caricature
It's all about
LOVE
In this role that he plays

From you're bedside
The last words spoke
Delivered to me
One last Dad joke

Now
Heart broke
Time to tell the kid's
My own Dad Joke

Slowly the pain of
heart sinks in dark. You write on the
coal-light. Without rhyme love is lost.

Your noises eject some
questions. There were no answers,
when you stand in water to find mercy.

The lesser success-meets
the love, honey, sequence and incognito.
Don't Come when the owl calls.

Let's ask ourselves the question, that if we're really happy, then why does it feel like somethings missing?
We desire something more, and reach the goal - maybe for a while, it'll make us whole.
But then the sting comes back and the emptiness rears its ugly head, yet again.
We're alone.
Broken.
Empty.
Telling ourselves, that if we just get to the next point, we'll be happy again, and the cycle continues.
We are like a puzzle, almost complete, but missing the most important piece,
trying to find something else to fill that gap.
But nothing fits,
And nothing completes it.
So what's missing?
‭To tell you the truth, you were made for something more.
But you can't find something more without Someone to point the way.
Jesus is the way, the truth and the life.

One day my song will
Hit you in the
Right kinda way
That you will revisit
All throughout the rest of your life
I will bring you the feels
And the keeping it reals
Given freely
This life-long gift
That will outlive both of us
Sent with love
To you
From me

a gypsy has the
horses of her
caravan
sit like
schoolchildren.
while she suckles
on a rabbit foot...
unpacified.
then uses it to
scratch an itch.
taking pleasure in
giving the moon
her evilest eye.

Your birth marked the death
of the 'endless' pain
The cries of the evil
subdued, they went to vain

My joy was born
with your very first cry
with you, 'my joy' was immortal
swore to never die

So, if death takes you
I shall follow thee
for without you,
I sink, even in the shallowest sea