A poem I recently found in my drive. I didn’t write this, but it should be shared regardless.
On the days when I’m most busy You hardly even cross my mind And the love that I still feel for you I can pretend is far behind
I’m searching for an ending Not just another sequel I have no interest in a trophy I want someone to be my equal
I could be angry for the defamation of my character. I could strike back with righteous indignation. I could do a great many things to seek my vengeance against you. Instead I give to you this, “Father, I am not perfect. I have made a great many mistakes in my lifetime. Some of which I … More I’ll pray for you
You found your way into my dreams again We sat and talked a while Sitting on our mountain top Once more, I made you smile
To what do I owe this visit Oh, how rudely do you intrude And here I thought I was forgotten I suppose it was but a long interlude
For years this has been one of my favorite phrases. I’ve repeated it again and again to myself. I’ve written it a thousand times. But today I finally passed it on to someone new.