Category: Choose Gratitude

NaPoWriMo Apr 01

On By WinstonIn Choose Gratitude, family, Grateful, Memories, Personal1 Comment

My Mother’s Love

From heaven fell those gentle drops
to kiss each leaf and bloom,
A gentle, restful tapping on
The window of my room.

My mother laid a cool, damp cloth
Upon my fevered brow.
She took my hand, she stroked my hair
Made soothing noises now.

The fever burned much hotter now
Could scarcely see or hear,
Yet through it all still I could sense
My Mother’s touch so dear.

The rain fell on all through the night
As fever raged and burned
Yet when the morning finally came
A corner had been turned

And in the golden light of dawn
I saw my Mother smile
Then both exhausted from the night
We rested for a while.

Although she’s gone these many years
Each day still feel her love
Now when it rains each gentle drop
A touch from her above.

Cheers,

NaPoWriMo Day 30

On By WinstonIn A Blessing, Choose Gratitude, Enlightenment, Grateful, gratitude, Loving Life, my blessed life, NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Stress Relief, The Choices We MakeLeave a comment

Well, I’ve survived another month of poetry without my brain actually dribbling out my ears. Now I just have to wait for it to stop automatically trying to rhyme every single word I think of. So grateful to everyone who takes a few minutes from their day to read these. Speaking of gratitude… Enjoy!

Choose Gratitude

To work, to work, alas it’s time,

That I must now return,

To pay, to pay, the bills I have,

Some money I must earn.

For that is how the story goes,

We must all work to live,

To have a roof and food and clothes,

Must have some cash to give.

Yes, even those who will not play,

Choose to live off the grid,

Will have to work far harder than,

In their old jobs they did.

Go on and thrash, and kick and scream,

Until you lose your voice,

There’s no escape, all rats must race,

There really is no choice,

When finally you see this truth,

Some peace at last may find,

And understand this is the way,

Leave freedom far behind.

The only freedom we may know,

Is how we face these facts,

Just how we choose to see the world,

Each defined by our acts.

So turn that negative around,

See sunbeams through that cloud,

Now turn your mind to bluer skies,

Cast off that sullen shroud.

Instead of grumbling, gratitude,

That choice is mine to make,

Be grateful for the life I live,

Not it for granted take,

To work, to work, at least I have,

A job that I don’t hate,

To pay, to pay for all I have,

That deal seems pretty great.

Cheers,