You don't know what this means to me
To be given a new job
I feel like this is a new start in life
I can provide for my family
Thank you for choosing me
These are tears of happiness
Yes, I have shed tears of despair
But come 8 o clock Monday morning
When you open the office doors
I'll be there
What's the blunder I did
That I never say undid
Let the world curse me not
And break not my heart.
A man, in a near empty room, sits alone.
His mind frozen in disbelief.
His heart breaking.
He is all alone now.
For the first time in years he is on his own again.
It was less than a week ago they were making plans.
Talking about the future.
And today he held her hand as he sat beside her hospital bed.
He watched her take her final breath.
He watched as she slowly slipped away from him.
He begged, pleaded and prayed for her to stay.
And when she had gone she had taken part of him with her.
Now he sits alone, waiting for the moment they will be reunited.
For a long time he waited, sitting on the bench with the lone tree for company. He closed his eyes and listened. The wind blew across his face, rustling the leaves and whispering to him, like it always did.
"Let it go..." The wind seemed to say, "Free yourself of the guilt. You were just doing your job..."
He nodded as if he'd got the answer. Yes it was his job as a Life Guardian to remove those negative elements which interfered with the harmony of life, even if those negative elements be people. He was the judge ever since he could remember understanding his surroundings and society.
He got up and left the bench to go back home, to plan for the next stroke of justice.
Dawn arrived after a cold foggy night
Chilled to the bone he rose from the park bench
Which had been his bed for the night
Cold ,tired and hungry
He set of for the town
Would today be a good day
Would someone see his need
Stand him for a coffee
Or see his need to feed
Would someone show him compassion
Help him on his way
Reach out and touch his lonely heart
Would it be today
If this life isn’t for us, then I hope the next one is.
After Holidays Melancholy
Nothing Hidden to
your mind, heart, and soul
what it has seen
that I showed,
what it felt
That I made you feel
and then what it made you
You are in"Love"with me.
Photochallenge (Dec 24, 2018)
The hands which drew 'X's and 'O's and ❤️s and other dreams in the night air, with the sputtering bright flames of the sparklers, were gone.
Now the pitch darkness that always follows the extinguished flames is poignant with the underlying essence of actuality. However, it will take time for the eyes and the mind to get accustomed enough to make sense of it, of the inky blackness, the absence and the reality in question; the adjustment is necessary and imminent.
As spark as sparklers
I wish your New Year always
Control monkey within!
Desejando o que posso e o que não posso
Faço esforços por desejar
Um novo ano maravilhoso
Onde a saúde reine
E o império a felicidade
Dentro e fora dos corações
Um ano novo carregado
De positivismo e de gratidão
É essa que deve ser a visão
Não pensar no que não aconteceu
Viver um dia de cada ver
Não ficar apenas à espera para ver
Mesmo que não haja festa
Fazemos a nossa
Fechamos os olhos e luzem
E faz-se fogo de artifício
Como uma nuvem
Como uma bolha
Que de repente dos cria nostalgia
Mas ainda é de dia
Para viver o dia de hoje
E ainda estamos neste ano
As resoluções alteram-se
Mas o fogo de artifício não se apaga
Dentro de nós
Santa to me
What do you want? (Christmas Gift)
"Her happiness" (Life Gift)
If she is happy then my heart will be happy and if my heart is happy then my soul and mind are going to be happy
Then complete me is "Happy"