snow turns to ice floor
ice skating with reeboks on
she falls and takes me with her out of sheer love
the price we pay are her shoulder and my rear end
we laugh without smiling
i help her with her things and open the SUV door for her
she thanks me kindly and then to work she goes
i slide and glide uphill feeling blessed
after making it back to the house, i look for the heating gel and the heating pad
i then pray for the sun to hit all of the slippery spots this time (knowing it won't)
ferrero rocher and valentines day are both in my mind now
i smile and shake my head....thinking about the future devouring
i go the the garage, oops, i mean STORE-AGE ROOM, to look for the snow shovels
i then wonder if the mailman knocks on our door again if we should start charging for tickets (hmmmmm)
i am ThankFull for what i have while SHE IS HERE
as usual, Joni Mitchell never lies
till tomorrow.......y así sucesivamente y así sucesivamente......
Categories:
rocher, appreciation, for her, life,
Form: Free verse
La vie et la mort ont ete separes
Et ils ne pourront plus se cotoyer
ils crient de leur douleurs
sans pouvoir arreter leur pleurs
la vie lui envoie des ames qui quittent notre monde
pour lui montrer combien elle lui manque chaque seconde
la mort recoit ses cadeaux
et les range de sitot
la vie est remplie de folie
on y pleure souvent et on y rit
la mort est remplie de douleurs
ou ces ames errantes n'arrivent pas a secher leur pleurs
ils se sont separes
comme une riviere par un rocher
mais la fin du chemin
ils se rencontreront car c'est leur destin
Categories:
rocher, death, life,
Form: Free verse