A blog of my "poems". Not in order here. You'll notice a progression tho, IF you pay attention to the dates (not the posting date, but the date at the top of each post). A progression from depression to hope, I think. I got these mostly off my caringbridge blog. Some I've just made recently. And I'll post more from there as well, I want to get them all in one place. Other poems that I've done, not so related to my journey, are much more upbeat. I hope to add those later.
Two years ago now? How time really flies!
Yet you remember like yesterday when your loved one just dies.
I know. I remember. I was there in your grief.
And in ways it's still hard, and in ways it's relief.
Relief because you know where she's gone.
And quite possibly right now she is singing a song:
To her Lord up on high, what a glorious sight!
You'd like to sing with her, and well, you just might.
You can join her in remembering the mom that she was.
How she loved you and cared for you... just because.
It's good to remember, and it's good to be sad,
It's ok - because then you can also be glad.
She's gone. She no longer can talk to her child.
Or her husband, in soft tones, with eyes that are mild.
A house now is emptier, no voice from that room.
That you just took for granted each morning, or noon.
Yet she's here, in the things that you do every day.
She molded and shaped you, she's "in" you some way.
So you can go on, knowing some day you'll meet
And things then will be perfect, and good, and complete.
"Number 2", "Number 2", "Number 2 ", yes, "Number 2", This is what they ask you: "Have you done a Number 2"! 3 or 4 or 5 - these numbers simply cannot do. To get out of there you have to do a Number 2.
Number 1 is good, if you will do it with a flair. But number 2 is wonderful even if you foul the air. Number 3 - you might think - that it was even better But number 2 is what you need if you're a "stander" or a "setter."
I didn't do it right away, and that caused some concern I simply didn't understand the meaning of the term. Sometimes I count in binary - I'd get the meaning then. All they'd have to ask for, would have been a number 10.