I wasn't birthed in rosewater
No Silver Spoon have I
The very ground I walk on
Breaks open the sky
I'm swallowed up in sulfur fumes
It rains sulfuric acid
The sea is so tumultuous
It makes the tempest placid!
Don't walk on smooth pavement
I take the hot coal route!
I walk in moccasins so tight
My big toes stick out!

But it is a challenge
And I will not complain
That doesn't help folks anyway
Constantly placing blame
I am just conveying this
So you'll understand
I'm not sending out drummers
Or breaking out the band
Sometimes I just get away
Sometimes I just want peace
And listening to music
Gives me some release

So I am not on site enough
My parents need assistance
They are both in power chairs
(I keep my toes at distance!)
My dad's completely deaf
And he's losing vision
But we won't put him in a home
That is our decision
He's 92 in February
But still vital and strong
Sometimes he has lapses
His cognition goes all wrong
So it is a problem
Since he still has health
He wants to be helpful
And do all things himself!
So you can see the problem
He can go astray
This is what I deal with
And do so every day.

I want you to understand
I know you have compassion
You are lovely people
For poetry's your passion!
You have hearts that love
Your spirit's prone to share
Because you are so sensitive
You have souls that care

Believe me when I tell you
It grieves me to the core
That I don't really read as much
As I did before!

But I pray for EVERYONE
I intercede for thee
I really love the poet's here

On HELLO POETRY!


♡ Catherine