Needs dry cleaner
With electric iron
To make it pretty
A sleepy bodyguard searched, chose and set
Best seat for the honorable guest
Carefully observing, he saw dirt
Decidedly he removed the chair
Express like a jet, the guest landed on floor
Funny again; he looked in the bag and
Gave the boss a prepared speech to present
Honorable in delight began to read
In the mid-way he noted;
Joke-less, a poem penned by a pupil for a test
Kept as secret it could not
Laughter and booing rocked the room
Majority demanded for dismissal of the bodyguard
Next day- an irony! He was promoted to high rank
Of General and appointed national security chief
A bodyguard at twenty three?
would have done a world of good for me
my self esteem unbounded
those playground bullies more than a little confounded.
time is ticking, days are passing, years are adding,
lines are showing, body’s slowing, often feel like napping,
no regrets, no what if’s, not time now to wallow,
on my failures, some were deep, some were hard to swallow,
some friends gone, some remain, some are very new,
when times are hard, when I reach out, I always reach for you,
Summer days, Winter nights, cold wind or warm breeze,
we’ll cuddle up, have some wine, as we sail the seas,
about the kids, oh well what’s new, they hardly stay in touch,
but come what may, thought far away ,we still love them so much,
and in a crowd, or on my own, you’re with me in my heart,
in times of trouble, in times of pain, I know we’ll never part,
and if by chance you meet some danger, if you’re caught off guard,
call on me, remember, I’ll always be your bodyguard
BODYGUARD
swept off her feet
he positioned her on
pillows of fields
whispering
“I’ll seduce you then
you seduce me”
her lips parted
she tasted sweet
like satin sheets
sliding off his shirt
she her blouse
he was helplessly
aroused
delicate hands
unzipped
jeans
she caressed his
hips
bending down kissing
hot manhood with soft
lips
moving against him
firing his passions
no turning back
no sexual rations
she wanted him hard
her own personal
body
guard
© Kim van Breda-- April 2015
As the day of morn breaking through
Sunrising from the east
Coffee brewing just about done
time to go out on the deck
converse as always
with my bodyguard
Twas as same as always
we done each
early morn..
But this time
Twas quite different
For tis be..
he did not come
As I went unto him..
to where his room tis be
I found him...
my eyes.. my heartful of tears
For all the many many years
Tis man went out of his way
Just to make me happy
to make safe...
Each and everyday...
Tribulations and trials
We all must face...
Never ever knowing
The moment...
We meet our Maker
Face to face....
My Beloved Bodyguard
For tis each day.. still the same
I have coffee .. on the deck
Where we always would be...
Conversing.. and just shooting the breeze
As these days... for I know
Someday we shall meet again
Within Heavens gates..
Come to Jesus
For Time is the essences..
Never know.. when time shall be
Or who first.. will step into eternity..
As my Beloved Bodyguard
Ow.. I do miss him.. deeeply...