Good morning. Sundays are poetry day on the blog. I experienced an incident recently that inspired the poem that I wrote below. Pick a recent event in your life that sticks with you, and commemorate and honor it with a poem. This is what poets do. And all of us are poets in our own way.
You showed up with tact and grace.
I showed up with “in your face.”
Luckily, I took the pause.
I kept the words between my jaws.
I watched you communicate what I wanted to say,
But peppered with kindness and love was your way.
It’s great to be an old dog learning new tricks.
From the other old dogs, who are in the mix.
What is the purpose of the friends in your life?
Besides entertainment and support for your strife?
Friends help you to learn to be a better you.
They often see the better you, before you even do.
Friends are mirrors, travel companions, and vessels of love,
Friends are gifts you give to yourself, with help from above.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.