Moonlight Embrace
Bathed in the moonlight,
sung to by the stars ,
our whispers were everything
our hearts were as one.
MCV 10/20/13
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Thursday, March 21, 2013
To Emily on her birthday "Forever"
Forever
Forever I will see the little girl I cradled in my arms
who stole my world and captured my heart
who held my finger in her hand and made me feel
forever I would be the only one.
Forever I will see my princess ballerina all dressed in white,
the sunflower face who took my night,
the little one who ran holding a million balloons
when she took her first flight.
Forever I will see my baby's deep almond eyes,
china doll face, great big smile , long black hair,
pouting sad face, sitting ... and thinking
at Grandpa's place.
Forever I will see the little girl who dressed like a princess
because it was her way. A navy blue dress with her white Sunday bonnet; it was one of her best. Even in a t shirt , sandals , funny glasses and hat she always wore it well.
Forever I will cherish the little kisses she gave me in a box,
the warmth of her great big hugs
and a rock that says #1.
Forever I will see the little girl
who ran to me and held me tight
who skips when she runs, who skips when she's happy,
who skips when its fun.
Forever I will see the little girl who I cradled in my arms
who stole my world and changed my heart,
who crowned me king and made me Dad.
Forever
To Emily on her 18th birthday.
Forever I will see the little girl I cradled in my arms
who stole my world and captured my heart
who held my finger in her hand and made me feel
forever I would be the only one.
Forever I will see my princess ballerina all dressed in white,
the sunflower face who took my night,
the little one who ran holding a million balloons
when she took her first flight.
Forever I will see my baby's deep almond eyes,
china doll face, great big smile , long black hair,
pouting sad face, sitting ... and thinking
at Grandpa's place.
Forever I will see the little girl who dressed like a princess
because it was her way. A navy blue dress with her white Sunday bonnet; it was one of her best. Even in a t shirt , sandals , funny glasses and hat she always wore it well.
Forever I will cherish the little kisses she gave me in a box,
the warmth of her great big hugs
and a rock that says #1.
Forever I will see the little girl
who ran to me and held me tight
who skips when she runs, who skips when she's happy,
who skips when its fun.
Forever I will see the little girl who I cradled in my arms
who stole my world and changed my heart,
who crowned me king and made me Dad.
Forever
To Emily on her 18th birthday.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Autumn Leaves
Today I looked for you,
your words,your sound,
your eyes,your scent ,your you,
but you were not there.
Sounds appeared , music played
- no matter - it was all solemn,
all sad that rung in my deaf ear.
The sun shown bright , I'm sure,
but all I saw were shadows and shades of grey,
mysteries that ran,tears that had no way.
The days have been many, heavy and slow
disguised as dreams and worries of
days that never came
yesterdays that never were.
I find I have forgotten how to catch the moon
and dream with stars.
Is this the beginning of the end
am I lost or just not found
No one there to ask
no one there to answer
no one there to know.
Rumors have reached my door
that you are somewhere far.
I miss my friend.
Who would have thought,
that in this life of so many
we end and start each day alone.
It matters not who lays with you
who wakes with you
who walks by your side.
When your eyes close
when your path strays
when you need the most
when you count your days
you are only and alone.
There are perinials that sprinkle your days
and then there are those special few
those that have grown roots strong in your way.
Hold strong . I hope they will.
This is my trust,
that those days with those dreams
with those friends will return soon in some way.
A step ahead ,maybe.
Maybe when I have quit needing them
or looking for them or screaming them away.
Or maybe, just maybe when I find
that that graces the day.
But today the woods are dark and long they hover over me
not respecting that I am here
not knowing who I am
not questioning where I been
certainly not caring where I go or where I'll end.
Today I walk alone
full of thoughts of things that don't exist
of days that did not pass, of songs I did not sing
and Autumn leaves.
your words,your sound,
your eyes,your scent ,your you,
but you were not there.
Sounds appeared , music played
- no matter - it was all solemn,
all sad that rung in my deaf ear.
The sun shown bright , I'm sure,
but all I saw were shadows and shades of grey,
mysteries that ran,tears that had no way.
The days have been many, heavy and slow
disguised as dreams and worries of
days that never came
yesterdays that never were.
I find I have forgotten how to catch the moon
and dream with stars.
Is this the beginning of the end
am I lost or just not found
No one there to ask
no one there to answer
no one there to know.
Rumors have reached my door
that you are somewhere far.
I miss my friend.
Who would have thought,
that in this life of so many
we end and start each day alone.
It matters not who lays with you
who wakes with you
who walks by your side.
When your eyes close
when your path strays
when you need the most
when you count your days
you are only and alone.
There are perinials that sprinkle your days
and then there are those special few
those that have grown roots strong in your way.
Hold strong . I hope they will.
This is my trust,
that those days with those dreams
with those friends will return soon in some way.
A step ahead ,maybe.
Maybe when I have quit needing them
or looking for them or screaming them away.
Or maybe, just maybe when I find
that that graces the day.
But today the woods are dark and long they hover over me
not respecting that I am here
not knowing who I am
not questioning where I been
certainly not caring where I go or where I'll end.
Today I walk alone
full of thoughts of things that don't exist
of days that did not pass, of songs I did not sing
and Autumn leaves.
Monday, November 5, 2012
Days Like this
Its on days like this that I miss you most of all
when the world slows down and shadows get old
when my heart feels heavy and my face grows long
when I think in whispers and live in songs
when I dream of better days and long lost roads
when I wonder when and and wish on why
Its on days like this that I wonder
do you have days when you miss me most of all
when time slows so much that you feel yourself feel all alone and
wonder where the time has gone
when yesterdays are so far away that you can't remember
our dreams of love and long lost days.
Its on days like this that all seems wrong
when my heart grows heavy and I walk alone
when the sun doesn't shine or warm my walk.
its on days like this.......
No matter where I am or who I m with or what I say
its days like this that I miss you .... most of all.
when the world slows down and shadows get old
when my heart feels heavy and my face grows long
when I think in whispers and live in songs
when I dream of better days and long lost roads
when I wonder when and and wish on why
Its on days like this that I wonder
do you have days when you miss me most of all
when time slows so much that you feel yourself feel all alone and
wonder where the time has gone
when yesterdays are so far away that you can't remember
our dreams of love and long lost days.
Its on days like this that all seems wrong
when my heart grows heavy and I walk alone
when the sun doesn't shine or warm my walk.
its on days like this.......
No matter where I am or who I m with or what I say
its days like this that I miss you .... most of all.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
When
The china blossom changed color
An early spring flower
bud from the ground
The dawn is longer
My shadow is shorter
I wait for the day when you will come
I hear a noise in the distance a road that calls
Tears still fill my eyes but I must admit not as many as before
My soul weighs heavy still I am hopeful
for the day
when
Saturday, January 7, 2012
How can so many be alone
In the streets
I have no name
in the streets
I have no face
in the streets
I walk alone
in the streets
I hear a world song
in the streets
I laugh along
in the streets
I lose my thoughts
in the streets
there are no strangers
in the streets
I see eyes yet they don't see me
in the streets
mcv
I have no name
in the streets
I have no face
in the streets
I walk alone
in the streets
I hear a world song
in the streets
I laugh along
in the streets
I lose my thoughts
in the streets
there are no strangers
in the streets
I see eyes yet they don't see me
in the streets
mcv
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Always
Simple plain beauty,
in the sun she hides no shade.
Bright endless glorious light,
in the wind she bends no shame.
Hopeful believing loving ,
in my darkness she brings me bright.
If I misplace myself she reminds me
who I am and where Ive been.
If I am lost she shows me
how to go and brings me home.
If I am weak
she looks at me and makes me strong.
If I forget the love
she opens her arms and holds me long.
Simple Plain Beautiful
Bright Endless Glorious Light
Always
in the sun she hides no shade.
Bright endless glorious light,
in the wind she bends no shame.
Hopeful believing loving ,
in my darkness she brings me bright.
If I misplace myself she reminds me
who I am and where Ive been.
If I am lost she shows me
how to go and brings me home.
If I am weak
she looks at me and makes me strong.
If I forget the love
she opens her arms and holds me long.
Simple Plain Beautiful
Bright Endless Glorious Light
Always
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