While I'm Here

While this life

is difficult,

while my face

is missing a smile,

May I feel

blessed with love

more and more

each mile.

While I'm in need of comfort...

My Turn

It's My Turn

to rise above.

I'll try now

to be a little better.

I guess

it's My Turn now.

I need to be

a little bit happier,

just a tad less rude,

and have a few more

smiles to share.

Lose my attitude.

It's my turn

to care more

about everyone

who's a part of me.

I need to be a friend.

So many are in need.

This life is only

temporary,

but while it lasts,

let me LOVE.

Let me share

love like that

which comes from above.

It's time to go:

I'm on my own,

now.

It's time to leave.

Walking alone,

now.

I'm ready to be

more.

I am alone.

I'm on my own,

no one is here.

I'm not thinking clear.

I'll try

not to cry.

I've got to learn

to depend

on myself.

Trust the person

about whom I

know every

fault.

Every flaw.

Every lie told.

Every wound not healed...

This is not

what I want.

I'm scared, now.

Life came too fast.

I'm not ready.

Battle with Love

Give me love

or

give me life.

Why should we

have to choose?

In the end,

life immitates

all that we love.

Because life,

itself,

is a labor

of love.

Why can't you

love all that's

in your life?

Like the Wind

Whispers

soft and cool

leaves and paper

breeze

Howls

cold and harsh

roofs and garbage cans

wind

Screams

hot and humid

cars and homes

hurricane

Love.

Sadness.

Anger.

The Rearview

Why?

Why don't I

appreciate

until I'm looking

in hind sight?

Why don't I

get it right,

now?

Please, help me!

Show me how!

How good

I've got it

in this moment.

Show me how.

Please.

Let me know

how freely

the blessings

flow

from Heaven

to here.

Before I'm looking

in my rearview mirror.

NEW COLOR

He's not blue.

He's brown.

I'm not green.

I'm beige.

And beige isn't bad.

The little one

is blue.

A very light shade.

A cloudy sky.

I'm blank,

a canvas.

A muddy ground:

brown.

A pretty sky:

blue.

A sunset:

add pink.

A flower bed:

add purple.

A patch of grass:

Green.

My Love

colors me.

Stupid Head

So what

if I don't

meet your

standard?

I don't

think

I ever will.

'Cause you

don't want me to.

You're obnoxious!

High and mighty...

Self-sufficient...

I think I really

hate you.