Sliding Puzzle
Life is like a sliding puzzle, the kind with nine or sixteen squares that only work when there’s a space, so if your life seems full, beware.
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If you have missed my poetry,well, I have missed it too.Each day flies pastso very fastand there’s so much to do.So if you’ve missed my poetry,please give me some first linesor leave a commentwith a topicand I’ll respond with rhymes.
I Will Be Tired Today
I will be tired today.My thoughts will be with thosewho worked all night,or prayed all night,or defended their own livesall night.And I just can’t sleep,knowing there arepoems to be written,words to be said…like something to be saidfor my big, safe, … Continued
Forgiving
Well there’s no such thing as free,free lunch, free love, free living.There’s a cost for everything…and a God who is forgiving.
Plank
There’s a plank in my eye,and it hurts a lot,but I think someone elseput this plank in this spot!
June
June, when all things warm, even my heart,which, when it’s cold, is difficult to start.June, when flowers bloom and blows the breeze,and it becomes so easy just to sneeze.
Careening
Little Miss Independentis careening (it’s the stage between walking and running)around the library.She’s heading for the door,her eyes are gleaming,and it’s a little scary.
Some Days It’s Not
I’m on a roll.Today’s my day,and nothing’s gettingin my way.I’m gaining speed,I’m gaining ground,and wondering whysomedays I’m down.On days that it’s easyto act on my thoughtsit’s hard to rememberwhy some days it’s not.