Damnest me for trying to
be a sweet and kind person
Damnest me that she makest
me beleive; I'm her only person
My broken heart and troubled
mind might be in need of releif
God bless my soul and have me
to hold true to my beliefs
Love is performed while I ignore
and bring nothing to light
The calmest times are within the
storm and those storms are at
night
I perform my task and wonder
if it is done this n chore
than to think again she was
all I had adored
Days and nights restore my
strength that I might bring
her back to center
Damnest me I am a fool
and she back peddles to
winter
Categories:
vasser, death of a friend,
Form: Ballade
Inspired by Ms. Toni Vasser
One early morn upon awake I quickly came to find.
The cobwebs of shadowy ghosts died within my mind.
Those slinky burdens of the dark that boo us from time to time.
‘Tis they the ones who keep our lives to forever twist and twine.
‘Twas relieved to finally think of a memory, one simply divine.
To bring to light a soul that ages as well and fine as wine.
Whenever one is in her presence, she is dutifully inclined.
To extend her hospitality to come to drink and dine.
It may be you to bring the salt, but she will bring the thyme.
Whenever one needs a helping hand, she is the first to chime.
We wish to appreciate the life of her while we are in our prime.
For, not to see the worth of her will surely be a crime.
w07-07-19
Categories:
vasser, appreciation, caregiving, character,
Form: Ode