Storms of Life

It’s kind of funny yet scary

How life can turn inside out so quickly

Storms of life come quietly at first

Then building to a thunderous

Assault on the senses

What was predicted was even worse

Than expected

Riding high on the clouds of hope

Then crashing to the ground like two inch hail

Shattered by crushing disappointments

And lost time

Updrafts of sometimes courage and flashes

Of broken promises like lightning

Bright and awesome but gone

In an instant of reality

Leaving the damages behind

Picking up shattered pieces of this life

Tossed about by tornadic winds of change

Sudden realization of what can’t be

Sending the heart to find a covering of protection

So it won’t be damaged anymore

Afraid now of being so vulnerable

To the loss of further storms

That it may never recover or be the same again.

Old Pictures

A strange mood has come over me

One of sadness but not quite

Grief has a soul of it’s own

It must had visited me in the night

I have lost so much in my life

Yet gained the blessings of the sweetest friends

Still I feel as if I don’t quite measure up

Lost somewhere on a road that never ends

I haven’t walked the way of others so much

Not the life of the party I guess

I’m an old soul with ingrained traits

And trusting to much has made me a mess

Seeing the old pictures of times long ago

That mingle with the pictures of now

Grabs my heart with such grief

Yet on I must go

God please show me how

I wait for a future that may never come

Promises are broken when reality steps forth

Can’t go back to pick up the pieces of a broken heart

So sadness and regret dwindle my worth

I see others twirling on life’s dance floor

Enjoying many things but still I wait

Can’t chisel in stone what is to come

Hopefully my last dance won’t be to late

So i sit here holding my grieving heart again

Seeing old pictures of sweet love yet sorrow

I wander back over my life’s path of memories

Of lost yesterdays, today, and maybe tomorrows.

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