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How In This Racing World Life Balances Out

How In This Racing World Life Balances Out

How in this racing world life balances out
Lose love, seek thee sincere, find another.
World sends hell on thee, watch it turn about
Feel alone, hug thy sister or brother!

If rains beats hard upon thy weathered brow
wait, another day bright sun will reward.
Fence storm damaged, lost is thy lone milk cow
read solace words from thy favorite bard!

When home is too crowded and far too loud
yard is overgrown and thy best axe broke.
Wait future days, when those kids make you proud
YOUR TEARS FLOW AND YOUR CRACKING VOICE WILL CHOKE!

So friend, in the end it all balances out
Hold tight loved family, sing with a shout!

Robert J. Lindley, 1-07-2017

Sonnet
Ten Syllables.

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Words: 114

Note- Got the urge to compose one more sonnet today.
Sitting here with a yard full of snow, drinking hot chocolate and thanking my blessings......
I pray such blessed and soothing times for thee one and all....

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

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Rainbow Promise Date: 1/7/2017 8:38:00 PM Not 13 but six after dad died. Same scene with six at the table, damaging stuff when trying to help. But mom being a nurse made "cracking voice (proudly) choke" , as descendants her footsteps follow to care. Happy New Year to you and family, those siblings, mom and dad too. Best wishes, ?? Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 1/7/2017 8:44:00 PM Thank you and great blessings upon you and yours my friend. I am guessing that you too have joyous memories of life with your family/siblings!

Akkina Downing Date: 1/7/2017 6:46:00 PM Yes, mostly breakfast and dinner time our home was full. Mama always made and still make sure everyone was fed. So like you I worship my mother :) Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 1/7/2017 8:26:00 PM Yep, food always brought we ravenous kids in at first calll! lol If you were too late often your share was gobbled up! With thirteen of us, we never had--too much food, excess wasn't a word we knew back then.lol But we sure had great times ...

White Wolf Date: 1/7/2017 6:13:00 PM Another great sonnet, Robert! You seem to do them with such ease! Who is your favourite poet by the way? If you can pick just one! Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 1/7/2017 6:27:00 PM I have about 100 favorites from my 50+ years of reading poetry.. I do not want to slight the others by picking just one. However, for a good look at everyday man poetry, check out Frank Libby Stanton's poetry..its truly excellent. Rudyard Kipling's poetry although criticized by elitists finds great favor with me. As does, Eliot, Byron, Coleridge, Wordsworth, Emily Dickinson, Bronte, Browning, Frost, Poe, John Donne, Cummings, WW1 and WW2 poets, and most of the great poets that wrote in the era's of Classicism and Romanticism.

Akkina Downing Date: 1/7/2017 6:07:00 PM Growing up with a huge family my mom's house was and is still packed everyday. But we always had a great time together. I like this a lot, Robert, so positively vibe :) Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 1/7/2017 6:30:00 PM Then you know.. I look back at our times with cherishing images of life and family love , although we were quite poor. My parents were great, especially my father who to this very day I worship and love more than my own life!!