Whole


whole
Once there was only a part
a piece of a life
convinced it was all there was
drifting alone

Believing it was fine
to be this way forever
just a deceit
because it was never true

A part, a piece nothing more
a life half lived
searching trying to find
something, someone

Found and now together
one part you one part me
knowing this forever
one plus one makes a whole

Way


love
The way you love me
every day by saying you do
sending me notes just
to say so

The way you love me
making me laugh a lot
whether I want to
or not

The way you love me
sharing the daily load
as we together
walk this road

The way you love me
more every day
I love that you
love me this way

Grace


grace
There but for grace
would I be in your place
your trials to bear
but for grace I would be there

Those who cry
and those who die
moms with children ill
those who’ve lost the will

But for grace it would be me
in places sad to be
the hardships unnumbered
with frailty encumbered

But for grace I am not there
my life beyond compare
pray some of my grace falls to thee
thankful always not to be

Worse


suffer
So you think you’ve got it bad
believe me there’s always someone worse
just open up your eyes
and listen to this verse

always someone out there
who is suffering more than you
regardless of what you think you know
believe me it is true

someone who is hurting, crying, dying
or wishing that they could
stop thinking just of you
for a moment if you would

see the bigger world
the one where true pain does live
past your own little patch of earth
open up your heart and give

Sorry


sorry
Perhaps I should be sorry
maybe there should be regrets
but I find I can’t seem to be
and regrets are a waste of time

Once the choice was made
needn’t bother to take it back
for it remains in the forever
and there is nothing else

Change a life ruin a life
what difference does it make
nothing to be done about it
once it takes flight

Still not sorry
without even one regret
in that one small instant
the moment that we met

Remembering


spring rain
The last time that you were there
it was Spring as it is now
and I was there
watching you slip away

remembering all the past
memories flooding me like a Spring rain
somehow it was only the good things
the last time that you were there

The last time that you were there
tears flowed like a melting river
as if my soul could be washed clean
and I was there

The last time you were there
new life waited to begin
as part of my life ended
and I was there

Slipping


slippingEverything is always slipping
slowly quickly like vapors of life
people who slip in and out
hours that slip slow and fast

Children that grow into men
time has no meaning
it’s just a human measure
because everything is still slipping

In constant motion our lives
always moving forward
everything slipping
while we stand and watch

To remember that we die only once
yet live every day
do so before all we know
is slipping away

Strings


Strings that connect us
bind us together with energy
a touch on one is a touch on all
the vibrations extend to the infinite

A kindness done to one
becomes new to another
traveling down the strings
to reach strangers untold

Choices made in this moment
become roads taken paths traveled
down the long life strings
affecting all some small some large

Strings that resonate far beyond your space
to reach into the hearts minds lives of the many
actions of the one touching the infinite
connected never ending

Help


If only everyone could have a helping hand
just even once in a while
what a difference it would make
the hand that leads to a smile

When you’re down when you’re low
the hand that lifts you up
when you’re lost when you’re alone
the hand that shows you’re not

When things go well, when the job is done
a hand that pats your back
when you fall and struggle to get back up
the hand that leads the way

If everyone for just one moment would reach out their hand
to those who struggle to those who succeed to those who try again
how many would it help whose life would it change
if the hand belongs to you it might be yours

Walk


So easy it is to quickly judge
the ones we do not know
to assume too much about their lives
thinking we know all about them

Walk for just one minute in their shoes
see life as they do in just one step
before you decide who they are
and what they think and feel

Their hardships may not be what is visible
the minute by minute trials they face
while we presume to know the truth
living the truth is another story

Walk for a moment in their lives
become what they must endure
live as they do each day
for just one moment in time

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