Our hearts see what
Our eyes often cannot
Our bodies carry us
Ours souls then converse
The only trusted way
To go about our
Business is obviously blindly
Category: Friendship
HopesWayside (for FruFru)
I met a man
Recently and by accident
Passing through my town
Gone from his holiday
On his way home
Here for the night
And we just talked
Like two weary travelers
On the road of
Life recalling our adventures
Definitely a chance meeting
Which has now carried
On to more days
Of conversation as though
Hearts stopped to rest
In a most unlikely
Place but known to
Souls as hopes wayside
IWasInHeaven
My nighttime dreams brought
Happiness an odd array
Of characters had gathered
To surprise me on
My birthday hosted by
My ex husband and
Attended by long lost
At one time friends
Now serving his command
The war he declared
Against me years ago
But my dream was
A bit of homecoming
As though I’d entered
The gates of Heaven
It was like it
Was many years ago
WhatIKnowNow
My forever is behind
Me having been spent
But never squandered what
Used to be a
Map is now a
Scrapbook it’s funny how
Fast things happen how
Quickly life fills in
The blanks and love
The colors now if
You are young and
Especially if old save
Only your pennies and
Spend absolutely everything else
WhatOnceWas
There was certainly before
And then there was
When and now there’s
Now and tomorrow might
Be coming but love
Is like water itself
Sometimes rain sometimes monsoon
And the heart a
Creek bed capable hardly
Always able to handle
The deluge of storms
Breaking banks tearing apart
Leaving waste and destruction
Until at last time
Redefines what was once
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 