Our time on Earth is short and brief,
Our parting causes loved ones grief,
My mortal shell has passed and gone,
Though my immortal soul, shall journey on.

From earliest of days, my life I’ve shared
I’ve laughed and cried, with love I’ve cared,
I’ve raised a family, they do me proud,
I can hold my head high in any crowd.

You see today through teary eye,
Sadness wells, I know not why,
My life on Earth was not so sad,
So think of me in moments glad.

A funeral day is all remorse,
A mournful day, I know of course,
But life was bright, always jolly,
So think of happiness, not melancholy.

No days went by without my smile,
So think of me and pause a while,
Don’t think of me when sadness looms,
But smile for me when laughter booms.

To you today I leave this phrase,
My time on Earth you can’t erase,
My time on Earth was done you see,
So raise those smiles, no tears for me.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation
2014

Who’s more foolish, the fool or ones who follow?
Humbled again, her pride she must swallow,
Understanding a man, she should know better,
He’s just playing his game, and soon he’ll forget her.

To play with ones feelings, a terrible game,
Deep down inside, there must be no shame,
Toying with one with a heart on their sleeve,
No cares for their feelings, intending to leave.

People with ego are driven inside,
They think they’re the best and can’t be denied,
To men driven like this, using people each day,
A woman has a phrase she can easily say.

You think you are easily her greatest lover,
Conquest is done, now on to another,
To you she will say, a creature of habit,
“You will not be missed, I still have my rabbit”.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation

I’ve stood where you are upon that ledge,
And teetered on that very edge,
Been summoned into Satan’s lair,
His scheming fuelled my own despair.

My darkest days, with no way out,
No one heard me scream and shout,
The future looming, scary, stark,
No light ahead, just constant dark.

My every move dug a deeper hole,
To escape this mire, my only goal,
There seemed no end to all this strife,
The logic now, to end my life.

To ease my suffering, to ease my pain,
To put an end to all this strain,
And so I stood upon that ledge,
To take the step from off that edge.

A seconds pause, a momentary blink,
But time enough to stop and think,
What made me stop, I could not say,
But that’s the reason I’m here today.

It made me stop, it made me think,
It brought me back from on the brink,
I realised all the good things I had,
My life itself was not that bad.

I had my children with love so true,
To end my life would leave them blue,
I had no choice, I had to stay,
And face my perils, day by day.

So when you think all hope is lost,
And you must escape at any cost,
Before you face the hounds of hell,
There are people in life that need you as well.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation

Death is a future that all people share,
Be it sudden or slow, it simply won’t care,
It has many forms, it has many ways,
As a shadow it follows for all of our days.

Some people fear it, some they embrace it,
One thing is certain; they’ll never outrace it,
As sure as there’s birth, there will always be death,
The reaper waits patiently, until our last breath.

Our birth is a miracle, but is death the end?
On your religious belief, will this answer depend?
A belief in a faith does not make you wrong,
For deep in your heart does this answer belong.

To loved ones we leave, grief comes along swift,
But mourn not our passing; our life was a gift,
The times that we shared, the good and the bad,
Thinking of us, should not leave you sad.

Life is not living if you simply exist,
Take life in your hands and give it a twist,
It’s your actions and deeds that define who you are,
Just remember that death, watches on from afar.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation

Eternal flame burning bright for me,
A beacon of hope across life’s great sea,
A symbol of faith for wandering ways,
A guiding light for darker days.

The symbol of life that burns so quick,
That tall proud candle, with unspent wick,
My life it holds within its flame,
Either good or bad, it burns the same.

As life grows long, the candle grows short,
For a life lived carefree, or one of thought,
The candle cares not one jot,
It lives to burn, that is its lot.

Through time the candle grows so frail,
Just like myself, through time I’ll ail,
And just like I, oxygen gives it life,
To cope with all our daily strife.

Our time on earth, is fleeting, brief,
If time is tree, then I am leaf,
My faith proclaims life’s heaven sent,
But ends when my candles wick is spent.

All I ask from the life I live,
Is people appreciate all I give,
I care not for fame, nor even wealth,
Life is good if there is health.

I have the greatest gift of all,
I have my children, I love them all,
The gift I’ll leave hides in my words,
To me as melodic as the song of birds.

My candle of life continues to burn,
I have so much I've still to learn,
Until the day I give that final choke,
And my candle itself shows only smoke.

When time has passed, please don’t be sad,
Think of me with memories glad,
My candles flame, extinguished, gone,
Deep in your hearts, will still burn on.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation
2012

As clocks fall back, and nights draw dark,
An ethereal gloom provides a spark,
Autumn approaches, the year it wanes,
As howling winds snarl at our panes.

No sign of hope, no sign of joy,
The sun she rises, weary, coy,
Now time for rain, and time for sleet,
As muddy pools lie at our feet.

The greens and yellows, become scarlet and red,
The cold she greets us from our bed,
Jack Frost awaiting as we rise, 
From radiant blue, now charcoal skies.

The weather now, grows ever colder,
As Winter's grip looms o'er your shoulder,
Icy steps, with potential harm,
Scarves and gloves, to keep you warm.

Long cold days, turn into night,
You stay at home, and cuddle tight,
Lights burn bright, fires cackle and burn,
Until summer days shall return.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation
2012