Sunday, November 1, 2009

Out of Time!

Sharon Rose T. ©


Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
‘Buckets’ still full!

Unfulfilled dreams,
One’s shift passes,
Limits aged body.

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
Suddenly present.

Fragile timid fear,
One’s shift passes,
Importance is left.

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
Out of sorts and wants.

Weary empty line,
One’s shift passes,
Wake up! Wake Up!

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
Do it! Do it! Now!

Empty your ‘bucket’,
One’s shift passes,
Run to it! Run to it!

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
Adventuring today.


Saturday, July 18, 2009

Thinking About You And Me...

Sharon Rose T. ©


Sad for me and sorry for you,
Away up there you flew,
Alone here I had to stay.
Thinking about you and me.

I still miss you and sorry to say,
Good times are few,
Difficult times are here everyday.
Thinking about you and me.

I know how many times I told you,
Even now I can feel our closeness anew,
Tears in my heart formed to clay.
Thinking about you and me.

Telling and loving you each day now hell to pay,
When I think about you I just stew,
I still love you in an odd sort of way.
Thinking about you and me.

Rolling over you are knowing I don't have what was due,
I guess His closeness we knew,
No one alive knows Him like you saying, okay!
Thinking about you and me.

Torn in my soul I am afraid to pray,
My heart left loose and is now sinew,
Tough as stone and lonely too.
Thinking about you and me.

Not as wise as you I had no clue,
Guard your heart or your tongue chew,
You were right there is none like you.
Thinking about you and me.

Remembering your large white smile with that manly sashay,
Moving through life hearing His que,
Storms here might start to brew.
Thinking about you and me.

Least of all mentally and physically true,
This time of year is definitely the wind of Him always blew,
This year all is askew,
Thinking about you and me.

Life has become so gray,
Wish you were here as life on earth is a real zoo,
If you were here you just say pugh.
Thinking about you and me.

Although since you have been adieu,
A new mate I did accrue,
Sad for me and sorry for you.
Thinking about you and me.

I still remember your bouquet,
No untoward characters did you portray,
Life is in such a disarray.
Thinking about you and me.

Never did you let anything misconstrue,
Guess it is time for him to see the true-view,
We must count on him to sweep through.
Thinking about you and me.

Still smelling eucalyptus and spray,
Helping my gasping with breezes too,
Burdens of my heart you weigh.
Thinking about you and me.