I love this life
Of not knowing what
When who or why
Even the where isn’t
Exact it’s more gaseous
Usually experienced when young
But still always new
Even at my age
Through with the wars
I have abandoned my
Battlefields leaving behind the
Faceless and the known
And now as scars
Have healed but noticeable
Still I go anywhere
Where silence replaces guilt
That new place will
No longer scream victory
Or retreat or surrender
But something far less
Like oats whispering as
They shuffle in wind
Or willows that readjust
As the Autumn breeze
Catches each green finger
At last bringing comfort
I will find there
Knowing that the other
There is behind me
Well what do you
Know here we are
Category: Growing Up
OnlyUsLuckyOnes
There was this one
Time under the sycamore
You were above me
On one elbow and
Looking down and just
As a late August
Breeze blew your flaxen
Hair from your face
At that same moment
The low afternoon sun
Caught the corner of
One of your eyes
And there then inside
I did see the
Deep blue pool of
Your soul and to
It’s bottom where I
Saw you swimming throughout
The eons of your
Lives and right then
I knew that like
Now we’d been together
And then taking my
Hand you said come
Swim with me and
I said just like
We’ve done so many
Times before and you
Said um yeah sure
It was that day
That I knew then
That only some of
Us are lucky enough
To remember the pasts
MerryChristmas 🎄
And so it’s Christmas
I love this holiday
Even at my age
There’s something that happens
Around this time hope
Seems like it’s everywhere
I think that’s what
Christmas means to me
More than anything else
So I hope for
You wherever you are
When you read this
That whatever you wish
For will come true
Merry Christmas my friends
Mommy!
It is truly amazing
How something as simple
As a cold can
Reduce even the mightiest
The confident and articulate
Into nothing more than
A mewing sniffing toddler
Crawling under the covers
And asking for mommy
This is what I
Think when they say
Even the old will
Turn into young again
DreamDreamAgain
I’ve lived several lives
This life time around
Each one an adventure
Full of awed inspiration
Of amazing beauty and
Hours of quiet contemplation
I chased my dreams
And made them reality
Realizing that the true
Strength in life is
Not just having dreams
But recognizing when you
Capture them giving room
To dream yet again
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 