sharp edges
lives awful sketches
easily sliced
or cut*
but
Life is a little too beautiful
ah*
I've cried
No longer will I be alone,
I got a letter that says
he's coming home.

I'm thankful for...
Love
Friends
Enemies
My Dog Bear of course
wait.. is that odd?
I'm thankful for...
Family
Home
but guess who I'm most thankful for?*

God

I turn to this old site
to write some poetry
just because it might
help soothe me to sleep.

I never go to bed on time
so to help me
I think of a rhyme
maybe two; just for you.

Tomorrow when I wake
I'll know that writing this poem
is probably a mistake
and I know at school I'll be no count.

So poetry help me dream
drifting away
sometimes poems aren't what they seem...

Breaking of the heart
many people will see that it is wrong.
So many empty spaces.
Just remember you must be strong.
But all of these spaces
i've learned
there's enough room for new love to grow.
The person that once filled them
was always meant to be let go.
So darling your empty spaces
can create a strange heart that's full.
So if your heart is made of cracks and spaces
don't believe them when they claim it's wrong
because their heart is probably empty
and they haven't learned to be strong.

My friend
oh
My friend
One things for sure,
he is annoying but he'll be with me til the end.
My friend
oh my
How the time does fly by.
Just two years ago I met you
and you weren't as tall as you are now.
You breathe heavily when you run too hard
and sometimes you give me the side eye
and sigh.*

*but that's ok because I couldn't ask for a better furry friend

i like to swing on creaky swings
go outside, lie down in the grass and listen to the birds sing.
I like to take walks in the woods and spend time in the sun
I guess this is just my kind of fun.
Now it's getting chilly
and my lack of fun is really quite silly.

I still enjoy the fun
And I know,
that when every day is done
another sunrise
makes me love life so.

My pillow is soaked in tears
now it's ok, I know that you're still here.
I worried because your nights are full of danger
knowing you're ok is really a game changer.
Hearing your voice say my name
it's quite a relief, and who am I to blame?
I never really call, maybe four or five times per week
but I notice the uncertainty you go through as these warm tears roll down my cheek.*

Dad, I'm so glad you're ok
please be safe because I don't know what I would do
If I didn't see you another day.