I breathe deep as my paradise
unfolds to me.
I breathe life for the first time as I look
into my Daddy’s eyes to be.
I breathed lightly as I learned to walk, so lightly
as I fall, two big hands of love lift me back up.
I breathe slow as I meet my first girl, my little hear
feels funny. I could run up that sand hill to the top.
I breathe carefully as I see her sitting next to me
in high school, next dance I am going, left feet and all.
I breathe silently as she kisses me for the first time, my
girlfriend’s tears can breathe too I think. I make this call.
I breathe my dreams of her, how she touches my heart,
her fingertips on my lips, whispering my name.
I breathe her perfume as she walks away, I miss her
already. I don’t want an ending to this love game.
I breathe nerves as I get on my knees in our old
sandbox, a ring of love, never-ending day.
I’m breathless in the song of the Titanic; till death
do us part, my love will never go away.
Each lasting breath I have left breathes out my love to her now, my heart’s eyes say goodbye to her today.
Friday, May 21, 2010
I AM MICHAEL
I have watched the greatest get born, then close
their book with only a name to be remembered by.
All nations, all people of our children watched
in amazement, but always with a sigh.
Maybe there are pictures to show the greats,
yet they are all the same.
Many had their dreams for one chance to be on
top. To them it seemed always to be a game.
Inside, they were pushing their soul to the
limit. In all, the stars were their goal.
Come see they say, and many would, because
a champion would slow their life’s flow.
How they dazzled us with feats which
the human soul could do.
Anybody can be a great, yet not reaching the peak
or winning the big game didn’t make them feel blue.
Each one of us has his peak, his winning game,
you just have to look deep inside of who you are.
Let this be a poem for those who died without
knowing that in their souls, they were always the star.
their book with only a name to be remembered by.
All nations, all people of our children watched
in amazement, but always with a sigh.
Maybe there are pictures to show the greats,
yet they are all the same.
Many had their dreams for one chance to be on
top. To them it seemed always to be a game.
Inside, they were pushing their soul to the
limit. In all, the stars were their goal.
Come see they say, and many would, because
a champion would slow their life’s flow.
How they dazzled us with feats which
the human soul could do.
Anybody can be a great, yet not reaching the peak
or winning the big game didn’t make them feel blue.
Each one of us has his peak, his winning game,
you just have to look deep inside of who you are.
Let this be a poem for those who died without
knowing that in their souls, they were always the star.
HUMMINGBIRD
How I wish I could be this wonderful
little bird of nature’s gift.
Understanding this bird in my words
will be my magic of time’s rift.
Many beats does its wings flutter,
as a heart deep in love.
Maybe the beak is a little long, though
the beauty is far better than a dove.
In the silence its voice has bring tears to
my eyes, the purity of the voice is so rare.
Now your eyes must really be opened to see this bird
so small, yet large as a heart in love can dare.
Giving that you only see this bird at certain times,
your love is the same in a way.
Being small, you need to open your eyes
wide as you do with love every day.
I know fast this little bird is, faster
then turning a page on life.
Remembering that it can fly backwards is a magic side
in love, to go back and relive with your wife.
Does this bird remind you of an angel? To me
though, I see this as a wonderful insight.
little bird of nature’s gift.
Understanding this bird in my words
will be my magic of time’s rift.
Many beats does its wings flutter,
as a heart deep in love.
Maybe the beak is a little long, though
the beauty is far better than a dove.
In the silence its voice has bring tears to
my eyes, the purity of the voice is so rare.
Now your eyes must really be opened to see this bird
so small, yet large as a heart in love can dare.
Giving that you only see this bird at certain times,
your love is the same in a way.
Being small, you need to open your eyes
wide as you do with love every day.
I know fast this little bird is, faster
then turning a page on life.
Remembering that it can fly backwards is a magic side
in love, to go back and relive with your wife.
Does this bird remind you of an angel? To me
though, I see this as a wonderful insight.
HEARTS OF ONE ALWAYS AND FOREVER
How does a dream last? Wake up
and then you are gone.
Every dream of having the woman to be
by your side was many and not long.
Ask at Fate’s door often I did, yet the only
door between us was me not opening my eyes.
Reaching out my hand I did,
then my heart pushes a tear out.
Time stopped at last, the inner essence
of true love was upon me, without a doubt.
So many emotions all focused on me,
how I felt the soul of her heart touch me.
Only her soft tender kiss on me
opens my true path of what is to be.
Feeling a happiness I never expected,
so full of love was put upon us.
Once in a life line does this happen so I know
chances are few, follow my heart I must.
Now and forever is to me endless, so will
be my love in my eyes for her to see.
Each past love I will not forget, only this true love
has no past, just something to start new for me.
and then you are gone.
Every dream of having the woman to be
by your side was many and not long.
Ask at Fate’s door often I did, yet the only
door between us was me not opening my eyes.
Reaching out my hand I did,
then my heart pushes a tear out.
Time stopped at last, the inner essence
of true love was upon me, without a doubt.
So many emotions all focused on me,
how I felt the soul of her heart touch me.
Only her soft tender kiss on me
opens my true path of what is to be.
Feeling a happiness I never expected,
so full of love was put upon us.
Once in a life line does this happen so I know
chances are few, follow my heart I must.
Now and forever is to me endless, so will
be my love in my eyes for her to see.
Each past love I will not forget, only this true love
has no past, just something to start new for me.
FLICKER OF LOVE
From closing your eyes at night or just
in full bloom of the day, I will be there.
Look at the tears as they come out and slowly
the hand of an angel wipes them off with so much care.
I believed that the best I could be was a mother
and friend to listen, cry, and laugh with all of you.
Can my candles of hope not give me inspiration for this?
Look in the mirror, part of me is always still there too.
Keep me close to your heart when life seems limited,
together we will prevail to find the answer to be.
Each moment a teardrop remembers me. I have one also, not
being able to hug my loves, it’s okay, drink your coffee or tea.
Reasons of dreams will come to you. When I will be
in them to hug away the hurt and wipe away the tear.
Often something or some word will make you laugh for no reason, crazy you are not, that will be me saying hi, have no fear.
Fortunes we may not have had, yet my gold
I looked at every day for this was real.
Let’s not forget, what’s worse than death is
when you lose all hope, no time for this to feel.
Only with unity as one can we believe, the sun
will shine in all your hearts because we are us.
Voices will try to help ease the pain, yet those
of family are true, comfort each other is a must.
Every time you look at the flame of a candle, my face will be there. The wisp of the smoke will be my love filling your essence with such.
To end and begin, the sad whisper of a rose as it falls from the heart, to once again bloom in heaven.
in full bloom of the day, I will be there.
Look at the tears as they come out and slowly
the hand of an angel wipes them off with so much care.
I believed that the best I could be was a mother
and friend to listen, cry, and laugh with all of you.
Can my candles of hope not give me inspiration for this?
Look in the mirror, part of me is always still there too.
Keep me close to your heart when life seems limited,
together we will prevail to find the answer to be.
Each moment a teardrop remembers me. I have one also, not
being able to hug my loves, it’s okay, drink your coffee or tea.
Reasons of dreams will come to you. When I will be
in them to hug away the hurt and wipe away the tear.
Often something or some word will make you laugh for no reason, crazy you are not, that will be me saying hi, have no fear.
Fortunes we may not have had, yet my gold
I looked at every day for this was real.
Let’s not forget, what’s worse than death is
when you lose all hope, no time for this to feel.
Only with unity as one can we believe, the sun
will shine in all your hearts because we are us.
Voices will try to help ease the pain, yet those
of family are true, comfort each other is a must.
Every time you look at the flame of a candle, my face will be there. The wisp of the smoke will be my love filling your essence with such.
To end and begin, the sad whisper of a rose as it falls from the heart, to once again bloom in heaven.
FINGERTIPS
Faces we see every day at work or on the streets,
but when I see yours, no others matter, only you.
In my heart your face is everlasting, every detail
I know. How do I forget those eyes of blue?
Now and then that certain touch you give me
grabs my heart to remind me.
Getting the message I do, this is
what makes my day happy to be.
Each night as you sleep, I watch over you
in my dreams, your smile knows this.
Reaching for your hand while we walk
I enjoy as our love beats as one, I give you a kiss.
Time will go on, for some unlucky it will go
too fast; for us, eve fell as we own time now.
I breathe our air, the essence of life, believe in our love
we will, to not we don’t know how.
Plenty moments of tears of joy we have,
my endless soul will never let you go.
So much warmth to give to each other we do
every day, true love never leaves you cold though.
but when I see yours, no others matter, only you.
In my heart your face is everlasting, every detail
I know. How do I forget those eyes of blue?
Now and then that certain touch you give me
grabs my heart to remind me.
Getting the message I do, this is
what makes my day happy to be.
Each night as you sleep, I watch over you
in my dreams, your smile knows this.
Reaching for your hand while we walk
I enjoy as our love beats as one, I give you a kiss.
Time will go on, for some unlucky it will go
too fast; for us, eve fell as we own time now.
I breathe our air, the essence of life, believe in our love
we will, to not we don’t know how.
Plenty moments of tears of joy we have,
my endless soul will never let you go.
So much warmth to give to each other we do
every day, true love never leaves you cold though.
How many ways can your love of your mother
be said? Till the end of your time.
THANK YOU MOM for making sure my diaper
never fell off as I was learning to walk.
THANK YOU MOM for stopping me from sucking
my thumb before eleven years old, got caught.
THANK YOU MOM for helping me not wet
my pants at night in bed without being mad.
THANK YOU MOM for showing me how to wrap a present
for school parties, I always got Katie, talk about red faced bad.
THANK YOU MOM for the words of hope when
my girlfriend broke up with me, as you wiped the tears.
THANK YOU MOM when I had a bad dream and you
held onto me until I went back to sleep with no fears.
THANK YOU MOM as you gave me my favorite piece
of candy to ease me as I was getting ready to wed.
THANK YOU MOM most of all, for bringing me into this world
of ours, words of love can never be enough to be said.
NO THANK YOU MOM when you left me when my child
was only five, God needed you too I guess.
THANK YOU MOM, from my son, who tells me at your grave you wiped his tears and gave him a piece of candy while holding his hand, true, the wrapper you could not miss.
for all mothers on Mother's Day
be said? Till the end of your time.
THANK YOU MOM for making sure my diaper
never fell off as I was learning to walk.
THANK YOU MOM for stopping me from sucking
my thumb before eleven years old, got caught.
THANK YOU MOM for helping me not wet
my pants at night in bed without being mad.
THANK YOU MOM for showing me how to wrap a present
for school parties, I always got Katie, talk about red faced bad.
THANK YOU MOM for the words of hope when
my girlfriend broke up with me, as you wiped the tears.
THANK YOU MOM when I had a bad dream and you
held onto me until I went back to sleep with no fears.
THANK YOU MOM as you gave me my favorite piece
of candy to ease me as I was getting ready to wed.
THANK YOU MOM most of all, for bringing me into this world
of ours, words of love can never be enough to be said.
NO THANK YOU MOM when you left me when my child
was only five, God needed you too I guess.
THANK YOU MOM, from my son, who tells me at your grave you wiped his tears and gave him a piece of candy while holding his hand, true, the wrapper you could not miss.
for all mothers on Mother's Day
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