I was at a dance
the other day.
Wait it was at night,
what else can I say?

I looked across the room
thick with smokey haze.
It was hard to see
who danced to amaze.

I caught a glimpse
of a beautiful girl,
she had lovely clothes
and wore many a pearl.

I approached her,
and took my chance,
hoping she would say yes
to a little romance.

She looked at me
with beautiful eyes
and said, "you don't
look wealthy or wise."

Embarrassed I was,
I could feel my shames,
and had just experienced,
another, "Shot down in Flames."

There is a lesson
I want to share.
Don't give up,
there are more out there.

Oh, my Lord,
what a day.
Everything I do,
I am in the way.

My creative life
is now in the tank.
I try to write now
and everything is rank!
Phew!

Summer heat,
sleepless night,
drooping eyes,
just not right.

How can you ignore,
the care of another?
They are not strangers,
nor sisters or brothers.

Step forward to be,
counted by all,
be they short
or exceptionally tall.

Reviewing Life.
What is life about?
Should we be happy
or scream and shout?

Life can be scary,
mattering not what you learned.
Life is up and down.
Sometimes we get burned.

Be strong my niece,
strong like you are.
Keep your love intact,
for those near and far.

What has happened
to life?
Why does it have to be
my wife?

She is a good person,
much better than I.
Why are you taking her?
Why not I?

Living today for tomorrow.
What if tomorrow never comes,
while all the yesterdays,
are no longer here.

I visited my wife again today.
The Care Givers, had taken her
to her room and placed her in bed.

There was no recognition of me.
No beautiful smile. Just a simple,
"Who are you?"
I sat and held her hand.

My eyes tend to seep tears when
I sit with her. I think how close
we are both on the final journey.
I am saddened for her and I.

The hard reality
of life and death,
hit me between the eyes
when I saw my wife,
laying on a hospital bed.

The tear ducts needed a
good cleaning. They came
through for me, today.

I can feel depressions,
creeping in,
an overpowering sense
of sorrow as I faced
the finality of life.

I have been avoiding,
going to the room as
I was fearful of dealing
with the true reality.

I can't say I am better
but do feel I have closed
the gap between my
expectations and reality.

Out the window,
over the door,
whomever it was,
don't live here no more.

Dreaming....

A soft, light rain,
fell from above,
bringing freshness,
to flowers I love.