61. It's The Simple Things
It’s the simple things
that bring me joy
it’s being with you
that fills my soul
It’s the simple things
that bring me joy
it’s being with you
that fills my soul
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I hate people who’ve hurt me
so you’ll never hear me say
I must love them harder.
I know that
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I wake up each day
On this journey of mine,
Grabbing each moment
Of my limited time.
Ann: I just ran across your comments. I'm glad I reached someone with my poems. I don't know which poem you were referring to, but I'm glad you enjoyed it. Did you read No More Whippoorwill,...
This is what I like reading. I love it! It reads so calm and peaceful, so soft and warm. You did an excellent job.
You are the only one
who can save you
no one else can
do it for you
When you stop trying
to fit into a world
that you don’t belong to anymore,
you grow
He danced as a buck,
sang as an elder and
beat a drum as long as he was able.
I can't prevent attitudes
from knocking upon my door,
but I decide which to let in
and which ones to ignore.
I watch the hands on the clock tick by
And I wonder where time goes.
Will this be the year to end all years?
Well, only God can know.
Excellent poem, as always. Keep writing...
Very best wishes,
Ann
I can't be certain, but I believe we have met before.
There's an eerie connection between us; of this I'm very sure.
You seem so familiar like our paths have crossed somehow.
I wonder maybe in a dream or a memory long past now.
As life unravels, be brave and bold,
Never criticise, neither grudges hold.
Live in harmony, with your fellow man,
Following nature, as our lord planned.
Excellent poem and excellent wisdom.
Nice work!
God bless
I don't mind accolades
freely passed on my way,
I'll take encouragement
gladly, any given day.
I really relate to this poem and many of your other poems. I should love to know more about you and what started you on the path to becoming a poet. Perhaps you could fill in your bio on...