May 2014
My first love I gave devotion
in that curious wonderful way
Always searching her for Heaven
while we two spent our days at play
________
To my second love went strength
rock of the heart to be broke in two
So less like the many
so much more like the few
________
To my third I gave my all
bundled and tied within a ring
Breathing the very air of her soul
to me she was everything
________
My first love gave me sight
opening the eye's of man to see
Promising me the world
showing what a woman could be
________
My second gave me arms of love
that on cold nights held on tight
Promising to love me forever
squeezing with all their might
________
But oh it was my third love
that set my mind free
Who crafted a selfless character
then gave my soul to me
Tate
in that curious wonderful way
Always searching her for Heaven
while we two spent our days at play
________
To my second love went strength
rock of the heart to be broke in two
So less like the many
so much more like the few
________
To my third I gave my all
bundled and tied within a ring
Breathing the very air of her soul
to me she was everything
________
My first love gave me sight
opening the eye's of man to see
Promising me the world
showing what a woman could be
________
My second gave me arms of love
that on cold nights held on tight
Promising to love me forever
squeezing with all their might
________
But oh it was my third love
that set my mind free
Who crafted a selfless character
then gave my soul to me
Tate
Who can say with any certainty just which way in life is the correct path? It has been my contention and then my conviction, that one is best served by following the heart. It sometimes leads us to pain or the highway to hell such as the road that claimed one of our best and brightest Janis Joplin. After failing twice before to find my own place in life I asked myself. Which is worse to give your all and ultimately fail, or to never truly risk anything? For me the answer lies somewhere within the failure of truth to teach us the value of the real treasures in our lives. Taking stock in ourselves and our own self-worth and given enough time and a bit of luck it will take us to the place where we learn the meaning of love, that place we inevitably call Home!
Failure is only present in he who refuses to risk his pride in the effort.
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/1064634/
Failure is only present in he who refuses to risk his pride in the effort.
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/1064634/
