When I was a child
I used to dream
Of ice cream and candy
Or so it would seem

I would wake up each morning
With thoughts in my mind
Of how to behave
To be loving and kind

And sometimes I couldn’t
And got into trouble
Was sent to my room
Only there it would double

Because quiet and calm
Aren’t the norm for a child
I had so much energy
I couldn’t be mild

And eventually I grew up
And became an adult
And had kids of my own
Tried for a different result

I allowed them to scream
And to have lots of fun
Quiet only came when
The whole day was done

And I learnt to allow
To not stifle a child
To accept without judgment
Allowing them to run wild

With love and firm limits
A child can learn
They are loved, they are cared for
Once doesn’t have to be stern

So if I’ve learnt anything
Things don’t have to be strange
Don’t have to be like our parents
Can have loving exchange

Once upon a time
There was a world
That was as pure and innocent
As the people that lived there
There was no crime, no pain
No one taking advantage
Or lying
To others
And then
The big change
Came
And lying became the norm
And power over others
Overpowered all
And no one cared
About others
And they killed
And *****
And ravaged
And had no remorse
And God looked down
And he said
This isn’t good
So
He created children
To watch over the future
To bring back innocence
And truth
And love
And he said
This is good
Only the children
Picked up
The bad habits of their parents
And so an ugliness
Settled
Over the world
And darkness was all around
And the innocent
Feared
The ugly
And they forgot
That love was all they needed
And God, sent down love
In the form of animals
And wildlife
And plants
And the people ate the plants
And played with the animals
And remembered
That they were made of love
And all was good
Because
Love is all there is

Writing a poem
Is like speaking my mind
Only, it slows me down
Until words I can find
I take my time
And speak my truth
And sooner or later
It comes back to my youth
When I lived freely
Not a care in the world
Played all day on the street
Just jumped and twirled
Until tired I fell
To the ground in a heap
Laid my head down just so
And soon fell asleep
And dreamed of a world
Where I could play
With freedom from strife
And fear pushed away
But life is not like that
When we get old
There are things to accomplish
We can’t be so bold
So some of the dreams
Are put away for a while
And things I must do
I begin to compile
Until all has been done
And my time here is over
Then play, I can do
Until time to changeover

Sometimes
Yes, just sometimes
It feels
Like life
Is passing
Me by
And I wonder
If there
Is more to do
Before I
Lay my head
To rest
Should I be doing more in my life
Or less
Is there a wrong way
To live
Or a right
Life is
Like a puzzle
With many twists and turns
Always
Coming back
To the beginning
So, if I take
The right road
Or the left
It really doesn’t
Matter
Because
All turns out
Just
The same

I tend to be
So *******  my self
Thinking that perfection
Is what I need
When in fact
It is
The perfection
That is
My ruination

Isn’t it strange
That in order
To live our lives
We need to
Become a witness
To our actions
We need to weigh
What we are doing
With our
Ethical compass
We need to understand
What to expect of ourselves
On a
Daily basis
And to filter out
Our excesses
And keep
Our Good

Words can not express
What life is all about
The ups and downs
The twists and turns
The knowns and unknowns
The love and the hatred
The accusations and the forgiveness
How can one see
What life is all about
While
They are
Living
It