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945 · Nov 2015
Darin on My Mind
Lisle K Brook Nov 2015
While the trees sleep,
I lie awake. Eyes wide open.
My body is whole,
My soul is broken.

My precious son
that I prayed be born,
Is now gone;
I feel cheated…forlorn.

Good memories race through my mind;
His smile, his embrace;
He was so kind!
God took him away,
Was it really time?

He’s happy in heaven,
but I’m not fine.
Here on earth my heart still breaks
for my only son and his loving embrace.

God give me strength to live through this,
And for others who’ve lost children,
Please give them bliss.
No parent should have to endure this.
935 · Feb 2016
Dogs
Lisle K Brook Feb 2016
Unconditional love.
A gift from above.
A soft belly to scratch.
A wagging tail to playfully ******.
Big sloppy tongue licks.
Occasionally a few ticks.
A best friend - totally loyal.
A beautiful hair coat oh so Royal!
Appreciate this wonderful gift,
When you're down, they give you a lift.
Play with your dog and feel the exhilaration
Of a love that exceeds all expectation.
Dogs want you to be happy, they work hard to this end.
So repay their love, and be their best friend.
A friend you take care of through thick and thin.
A loving friend to the very end.  

When my son died I sat next to his grave one day and started crying. My
3 dogs sensed my sadness. One lay down at my back and leaned against my back. One laid on my right side and put her head in my lap, the other did the same on my left side. This compassionate act will always be with me.
914 · Mar 2016
Kindness
Lisle K Brook Mar 2016
The world around you seems to shine,
The air you breath seems pure and fine.
No hard feelings, no bitterness--
Just kind feelings and happiness.

The feathery bird swings a sweet song;
Kindness to others is never wrong.
Love develops and gently grows
Until it blossoms like a lovely rose.

The sun shines so hot and bright,
It penetrates darkness and turns it to light.
Trees grow green with leafy spread,
The ones in dark fall rotten and dead.

All this, God be willing
For those who adopt a simple feeling.
Many will fall, weak and blind,
Those that live will be humble and kind.
776 · Jan 2016
Tears of Sorrow
Lisle K Brook Jan 2016
Tears of sorrow for our world;
The Bible says "God is Love" but hate is everywhere!
If only we could embrace the true meaning of love.
Does God want us to live together in peace,
Or hate each other and be miserable?
Have we abandoned God, or has He abandoned us?
Seems to me the answer is obvious.
I guess most of the world doesn't get it.
From 1 John: Whether you are an atheist, agnostic, Christian, or some other religion, this Bible verse is worth some serious thought. Do you "get it?"
7Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. 8Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.
496 · Jan 2016
Happiness is a Choice
Lisle K Brook Jan 2016
Happiness is a choice they say;
I think I'll make that choice today!

I must include you in my choice you see,
Because happiness can only be if you are with me!

As the trees are green, and the sky is blue,
I choose happiness today because of you!
In 64 years of life, I found it is difficult to be happy without a friend, a spouse, someone to be happy with! This poem is for my wife of 41 years.
474 · Jun 2016
Hammered
Lisle K Brook Jun 2016
Hammered
I sit here wanting to cry;
I definitely know why.
I feel like I want to die,
Others see a smile on my face,
But it's just a lie.
Why does life hammer me so much?
I turn to alcohol as a crutch.
Why do I feel so sad?
I no longer do things that make me glad.
Must I forever endure this strife?
Is it possible to once again enjoy life?
I struggle with guilt and sadness over my son's suicide. I am thankful for my supportive wife and two wonderful daughters that love me. This was written during my depression following my son’s death. It took me 2 years to get over it.
69 · Mar 6
Running Out of Time!
Running out of time
With this life of mine!
So many things to do, the remaining days  so few.
Running out of time
With this life of mine.
As my body gets old,
Each day, each hour, is better than gold.
My friends, my family,
More precious than ever!
As my soul and my body soon will sever.
I'm running out of time with this life of mine!
Aches, pains...medical issues abound;
The harps of heaven are becoming a faint sound!
Both joy and sorrow with the final sunset of life, Heaven's calling certainly better than this earthly strife.
Am I right with God? My faith says yes.
My many sins to Him I confess;
Forgiveness for all I humbly request!
I'm running out of time with this life of mine.
Each hour, each day is truly sublime!
2 heart attacks in 2022 inspired this.

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