A Love poem to his lady
from a man's man.
Jude Kyrie

There's a songbird in my heart.
No one knows she is there.
She is beautiful and so delicate.
I can hear her singing sometimes.
She wants to come out of me
To let everyone see and hear her.
But I keep her imprisoned,

She is my private songbird.
|If I let others see her
I would lose respect and power.
I would lose deals.

People can see only
the worldly tough old me.
The one who doesn't
take wooden nickels.
The one who never cries.
The one with a
Missouri, show me, attitude.

But then sometimes
When the night is blue and long
And in the quiet, you are lay by me,
So beautiful And full of softness.
The moonlight framing your lovely face
I let her out
Just for you to hear her.
She changes the glow of the starlight
that outlines your body
and frames your hair like a halo.
She softens my voice
Almost to a whisper,
I say things to you that
I would never say
I whisper stupid things.
That the tough old me
would never say.

Like you are
the most beautiful thing in my life.
And I love you beyond life honey.
Tears of happiness well in my eyes
She makes me so gentle and loving.
It must be some kind of songbird trick

But then as the morning dawns sunlight
into our bedroom window.
I put my songbird in her cage again.
And get ready to face
the garish rude world
for just one more day.

when your heart is heavy,
you cannot just empty it -
and even if you could,
who would want an empty heart?

The sounds of the city
Put me at ease
Takes me back to my front step
Smoking butts but no trees
The light smell of rain
That would fall like leaves
While I talked to you on the phone
Wishing I was we

God life is seriously so freaking beautiful.
WE HAVE IT SO GOOD EVEN WHEN WE THINK WE DONT
I woke up this morning
God let me live yet another day.
He let me wake up to a blue sky, and green trees.
He let me wake up to people who love me.
He let me wake up to see my family for yet another day.
Life is so short, and you're sitting around feeling sorry for yourself. you're sitting around hating yourself, harming yourself, hating others, being cruel to others--- GOD LET YOU LIVE ANOTHER DAY AND YOU WANT TO MAKE THAT DAY A NEGATIVE DAY?
I spent too many days hating myself, hurting myself, and crying myself to sleep, BUT no more of that.
I love myself
I am alive
I am healthy
I have people who love me
I don't constantly feel alone or feel like I'm not good enough anymore, and it's all because of him. He blesses me more and more each and every day.

are stitches
breathing