Rain
• 11/24/22 at 12:23AM •Rain has fallen,
all around,
wetting leaves,
wetting ground.
A simple verse,
nice to hear,
especially now,
when you're near.
You are my light,
who I adore.
I love you so,
you love me more.
Retired for many years and now re-discovering some writings, from long ago, along with new endeavor to help save my soul.
Rain has fallen,
all around,
wetting leaves,
wetting ground.
A simple verse,
nice to hear,
especially now,
when you're near.
You are my light,
who I adore.
I love you so,
you love me more.
Withdraw the sword
from your sheath,
removing the source
of your old grief.
Hold on to the love,
which you once had,
be strong now,
don't be sad.
It matters not,
the reason why,
young and old
have to die.
There are always,
reasons which try
explaining about
who must die.
I currently reside with my wife at a facility
for Memory Care. She has advanced Alzheimer
Disease.
This was a new event for me.
My beloved doesn't like certain foods and sometime
they are served in this "mess hall" type of food
distribution for meals.
My first task after she is served is to remove those
food items which I know she won't eat.
I was doing this, with the pickled beets placed
upon her plate. A older gentleman, I will call him
that although he is usually not, came to our table
and said, "Why are you stealing this woman's food?"
I replied with, "It's none of your business, please
leave." He started to lunge at me with a clenched
fist but was restrained by the staff who saw him
on the move, from several tables away.
I just sat there and told him this was my wife.
Just another day in a place where most of the
residents are dealing with memory issues.
Those residents who I talk with during the day
are kind, considerate but have loss of memory
issues. All is well in Memory Care Land.
You are only slowed
on your life's journey
by the obstacles you
put in your own way.
Promises made,
Promises unkept.
Did I forget
when I slept?
Does anyone remember
every promise made
or the promise said,
when trying to get laid?
So often we try.
Try to forget.
Saying all the words,
to an uncertain bet.
When all words
are said and yet,
we find ourselves,
in a promise debt.
Forlorn the Soul,
awaiting thee,
I need more energy,
designed for me.
When a new day
dawns on the morrow,
will it be joyful
or only be sorrow?
Sorrow seems to
own the day,
when Joy
never finds its way.
Good night, my sweet one.
Good night my love.
God will protect you.
God is always above.
Sweet the memories,
long, gone by,
into the sunset.
I will not cry.
Pain and suffering,
was my dread.
She's all I see,
in my head.
Soon I will move
to another room.
I'm now afraid
of impending gloom.
Will I recover,
soon and well?
I'm on a journey
into mental Hell.
A grayness of life
covering the ground.
No colors to see,
no noise, no sound.
What a time in life,
when all is gray.
No matter the choice,
you will never stay.
You were my love,
'twas always to be.
You're still my love
but you don't know me.
I have been
running on empty
for a long while.
To sleep again,
then I'll smile.