Friday, April 15, 2011

so much sadness
built up inside
like an old wine bag
and the tears come streaming out
thought of the coast with you
and whale watch cafe’s
and your gentleness
and beauty
your innocence in so many ways
the honor I felt to be
with one such as you
all the years
all the check marks
and spaces left empty
words that should not
have been said
words unsaid that should
and we ride
this amusement park ride
called the journey
of the hero
filled with our own villains
evil sorcerers
that try to take down
the lot of it all
we laugh
we cry
we love
we hate
we sleep
we awaken
we lye unable to sleep
so many seasons
ebbs and flows
ins and outs
and here you are
by my side.



Christopher Dos Santos said...

Namaste, sister Jenny, beautifully written poem. Thank you for sharing.

In Lak' ech, love is hope...

Notes From Pippi said...

thanks very much. Love & Peace.