
Morning has broken
Dawn has cracked
Babies being born
Were customarily smacked
Starts can be false
Traffic delayed
I wouldn’t begin at all
Except I need to get paid
Padre
Morning has broken
Dawn has cracked
Babies being born
Were customarily smacked
Starts can be false
Traffic delayed
I wouldn’t begin at all
Except I need to get paid
Padre
We had hoped to meet up for lunch, but with work schedules and such not, that didn’t really work. Dinner was equally problematic as we both had families. After dinner we would have kids to tuck in, and then it wasn’t viable to go out afterwards. So here we sat at seven in the morning on the rail platform touching base and slurping a Starbuck’s before going our separate ways. So much for “best friends forever.” What can I say? Life happens.
Padre
Able to cope with all that comes
Recovering quickly from what may beset
I’m not sure if snowflakes do
For where they were – is just something wet
Have we somewhere lost our way
When dealing with life’s day to day?
Padre
The battle is not always bloody
The conflict marked with pain
Sometimes it is mental
A struggle more than just a game
For strategy and tactics
Will all come into frame
And when all is done and dusted
Only one will have the fame
Padre
“From my youth, these things I did follow.”*
But this fell on His ears as something hollow
For while I had observed the letter
I still could have lived so much better
For my attachment was to things below
Not quick to share – on others bestow
And so I really must continue to learn
To live to the standards of place for which I yearn
Padre
Matthew 19:20
When memory fails
And the passing of time assails
Things are not as clear as they have been
When vague recollections
Become more blurred
And past experiences become so dim
Life goes on
And new memories are made
Not all from the past is rosey
Don’t be distressed when folks ask what you’ve done
Just tell them they are being too nosy
Padre
Baltic Avenue looks familiar
I think I’ve been here before
Just passing through the prison
And the electric company’s door
This really gets exhausting
And I really need a rest
What I want is some free parking
Not some card from a community chest
They say life has some circles
Things that go around and round
But I think this is getting crazy
As I am once more Boardwalk bound
I guess I’ll collect my salary
As the big word Go appears
And we like a shoe or a Scotty
Land on the square where we can begin again
Padre
Today’s prompt: End with the line “where we can begin again”
“The greatest film you will ever see”
Was emblazoned on the cinema marquee
The greatest film, though, definitely
Is the one I live, directed by me
Your drama too, as it unfolds
Will be full of the surprises – the future holds
You are the lead of your story – the best ever known
Be sure to direct it in a way to make it your own!
Padre
In fantasy fiction adventures won’t come your way
If at home or the Shire you stay
The life is not like that – adventures come your way
By just living out – each and every day
Make the most of each moment – learn what you can
And you shall find amazing things at every hand
Padre
Take me to the edge of the world
A place known but to you and me
Realm where in each other’s presence to dwell
A place where we together may be free
Far from the maddening crowd
From coarse stupidity
A place where our lives are our own
To be for all our life – happy
Padre