Our final steps
are never meant to be
one step on the moon
or a leap for mankind.

It was your memory,
intangible.
metaphysically physical
synaptically existing.

My mother's
mothering
mother, Bernice.

or

A lover's
loving
love, Helena.

or

Writer's
writing
wrote, poems.

Tell me,
what do you choose to live by –
Life’s script, or by Scripture?

Not yet

when the sun is shining it makes a change in you
make you want to smile as it comes shining through
brings a little happiness sending down its ray
makes the world feel brighter on such a lovely day

sitting in the garden with a barbecue
with friends and family and a drink or two
soaking up the sun in the sky so blue
bringing happiness as it comes shining through

Villains aren't born
they're made
they go through hell
they suffer and get beaten down
belittled and abused
abandoned and hurt
the pain turns into anger
the thirst for revenge
to make others feel the way they felt
I'm not saying it's right
just that I understand
I've been there too
but I made it out
and you can too