What Have You Done Today?
Did you kiss your spouse this morning as you began your day?
Did you hug your kids and pet the dog as you went on your way?
I have always enjoyed writing poems to express my feelings. They are a reflection of my mood at the time. Consequently, it could be remorseful, mischievous, or philosophical. I've frequently been asked to write for special occasions by family and friends. I do so but I don't really enjoy it because I'm locked into a time frame and category. I like to write when I'm inspired or just plain aggravated. I will refrain from political subjects because I despise people in the public eye such as sports or entertainment that feel obligated to use their forum to force feed their opinions on others. I'm not on any social network because I KNOW that eventually I would put in writing something I could never take back!
Did you kiss your spouse this morning as you began your day?
Did you hug your kids and pet the dog as you went on your way?
in War Poems
Behold the aging soldier. He's grown longer in the tooth.
He wears the scars of battle that had squandered all his youth.
Although his war has ended, he finds much to his dismay.
The demons that now haunt him just don't seem to go away.
If you see the pain upon my face, it's not so hard to take.
Although it hurts a lot sometimes, it's a very special ache.
If I seem to be uneasy or appear to be so blue,
It's just my heart's too small to hold all the love I feel for you.
I'm sure it won't be easy repairing my poor heart.
I've gone about it knowing right from the very start.
I simply can't complete it now and maybe never will.
It's got a part still missing that only she could fill.
Fragile is a single life the brave so freely give.
Bound for immortality, their souls will surely live.
Death, don't be proud for what you took, they freely gave away.
Their quest for freedom far outweighed the fear that you convey.