Friday, May 05, 2006

Friend of yesterday

When shades of night begin to fall
And the stars light up the sky,
I travel back in time,
Remembering days gone by.

Happy days of childhood
Running free in fields of flowers,
Dens we made to shelter in
To escape the sudden showers.

Such different games we played then,
Too many to recall,
But in those golden years
We were happy with bat and ball.

We really had some good times
When skies were never gray,
I remember you and all we shared
My dear friend of yesterday.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Shadow on the wall

(Unknown poet)

No one tried to notice me,
They acknowledged I was there,
But they didn't really truly see,
They didn't have the time to care.

I was always present,
Like a shadow on the wall,
Always with them, waiting silently,
For someone I knew to call.

But no one ever did,
I waited there in vain,
Never daring to speak out,
Restricted by my pain.

How I longed to be wanted,
For someone to make space,
So I could slip in next to them,
Have my own special place.

But I knew there never would,
Be a space made just for me,
I was an outcast on the outskirts,
Trying to get in desperately.

The more I tried to fit in,
The more obvious it became,
I wouldn't survive in this world,
Cause I couldn't play their game.

So now ill quietly leave,
Drifting day by day,
Wondering my own land,
Until I finally fade away.

I wont let them pity me,
I wont let them see me fall,
They'll only notice that im gone,
When there's no shadow on the wall.

Monday, March 06, 2006

Autumn Leaves

(Unknown poet)

I was thinking of old friends today
And how many of them have slipped away.
Moved, got married, or stopped calling so much,
Found new friends, got busy, and just lost touch.

It reminded me of falling leaves.
Every autumn the leaves fall from the trees.
Some stay longer than others, but eventually -
Each leaf must fall, I'm told,
Leaving the tree alone to face the cold.

Why is it that in the time of utmost need
The leaves would seek to leave the tree?
And when we need our friends around
We look and they cannot be found?

Of course these friendships come and go
And in the spring new leaves will grow.
But I prefer autumn friends of old
With crackling laughter and colors bold.

It saddens me now I must admit
How somehow, someway, I did forget
Laughing with old friends of mine
During summers when the sun would shine.

And then I thought of you.
That one stubborn leaf that won't let go.
That clings despite the winds that blow.
Fighting ice, and snow, and winter's stings
Hanging on right through till spring.

So I guess that's what you are to me -
The very last leaf to leave the tree.
I know it seems silly, but it's true.
When I see that last leaf...

I think of u.

Friday, March 03, 2006

(Unknown poet)

Keep my memory with you,
For memories never die
I will be there with you,
When you look across the sky.

I will be there in the clouds,
In the birds that fill the air;
In the beauty of a fragrant rose,
You will find my memory there.

You will feel me in the tenderness,

Of a tiny baby's touch;
You will hear me if you listen,
In the twilight's gentle hush.

When your hearts are heavy,
And you feel that you are alone;
Just reach down deep inside of you,
For your heart is now my home.

I will always be with you,

I will never go away;
For I will live on in your hearts,
Forever and a day.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005


The Woman I Am
(Glen Allen)

The woman I am
Hides deep in me
Beneath the woman
I seem to be.

She hides away
From the stranger's eye
-She is not known
To the passers-by.

She goes her way,
The woman I seem,
But the woman I am
Withdraws to dream!

The woman I seem
Goes carelessly -
When love goes by
Does not seem to see.

But the woman I am
Knows sudden fear...
And hides more deeply
When love draws near!

For love might look closely
Perhaps...and see
Her beneath the woman
I seem to be!