With every Rose
Cometh a thorn
Quite true I suppose
As it goes

Nothing but nothing
In life is perfect
And can we say it is worth it?
I guess, I guess,  I should say yes!

They say
Good Luck follows bad luck
Statistics say, To win the lottery
You’re more likely to be hit by lightening

The lesson here
Is the power of positivity
Cup Half full,
Optimism is not dull
Just pick yourself up and try again!

Why
Why do I feel
Like times passing me by?
Why do I feel
Like I could just cry
Why do I feel
You might leave me and die
Why do I feel
Low and not high
Why do I feel
I’m living a lie
Why do I feel
Time is getting nigh
Why do I feel
I have to sigh
Why do I feel?

Always grim
In pain
Won’t take your pills
Migraine
Other pains
You say you don’t want to be here !
What can I do but comfort you?
Always grim?
What can I do, When I love someone like you?
You’re stubborn you won’t accept help!
You’re grumpy and your mind is set!
But bless none the less you’ve got a good soul and heart!

At nineteen I remember my dad saying to me as I got out of the wedding car,
You’re too young you really are,
Don’t do this!
But I thought it had gone too far!
At the alter I laughed
No one knew why
Except me
I just wanted to run, to flee
I should have done
But the church was full
And I couldn’t do it
The embarrassment threw it!
So I married him!
A big mistake
But I got two wonderful children and grand daughters out of the deal or ordeal
As I believe and really feel!

This morning
The sky was beautiful and clear and blue
I could see  a croissant moon
The sun was gently shining through
The air was clear and fresh
The birds were singing in the trees
The leaves of gold and amber
Were dropping to the ground
It was peaceful and quiet
I stood there without a single sound!

I feel that uneasiness
The plethora isn’t right
Like when something is going to happen
Sometime in the night

There are people close to me
Who are not very well
That feeling I have and I can see
Somethings a foot I can tell

There’s a deep dark sadness
Deep within my heart
Something not right I guess
Well I’ll play the part

I’ll wonder and wait
Then I’ll see my fait!

I feel the presence
Of a spiritual being
Maybe an angel
Is that what I’m seeking

A smell of perfume
And a gentle gust of cold air
Standing up are goosebumps and
On my arms, my hair

I know he or she means no harm
May be someone close to me
Because I feel so calm
Who or what could it be?