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Brad Worwood Poem
A silly poem for my Katie Bear:
Wow, can you believe we've reached month TEN
Would someone be so kind as to hand me a PEN?
For i think it's time to send you a poem filled with LOVE
There's no doubt in my mind your a gift from ABOVE.
I love this girl with all my HEART
That's why it kills me to be APART
So far we've come, just look how much we CARE
Even though i no longer have blue HAIR.
For something has grown, something much DEEPER
as my grandpa says "This one's a KEEPER"
The people at work say "is she the one?"
I just smile and say if she laughs at my pun!
Now i know this is SILLY
and you'll sit and say "REALLY?"
But yes, really, my feelings are TRUE
the only girl i want is YOU
cheers to us, and to many years more
to a love that lasts through rich and poor
To growing old, and in each others arms falling asleep
I'd smile at your slumbering frame as you make not a peep
So one last time, happy anniversary
I promise i'll go buy all of the groceries
Copyright © Brad Worwood | Year Posted 2011
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Brad Worwood Poem
I am a dreamer.
Not in the usual sense, I suppose..
In the unusual sense.
I don't dream about money
about jobs, places or power.
I dream, a creative swirl, questioning wonder
everything around me to be seen and forgotten
I don't know who I am, or what I am
I know not if I have purpose or exist merely by chance.
But this life
My life? Your life? all life?
This life.
It is filled with infinite possibilities
in one life time-
In one lifetime? In a hundred? In a thousand?
This world could not be explored in a lifetime
But in how many
Lifetimes?
To measure ones existence based on the accomplishments you've completed
be it by a %
Is miniscule
too complete every task fathomable- and unfathomable, that is to say
experience everything
in one life time?
Maybe 10? 100? 1,000
Maybe a 100,00, the number of things on this world alone seem uncountable.
But in 15,000 lifetimes when you're close
close to everything
Would space travel be a thought?
What then.. my infinite lifetimes finally completed, I have tried everything
on earth
But this?
This multitude that is this solar system?
This universe this galaxy..
to even name it seems impossible! There are so..
so many lifetimes I could live and yet never live them all.
We all have but one.
Every breath finite, one breath closer to
Unfathomable.
I know not yet of all in life, who am I to worry and wonder at deaths door.
There will be plenty of time that later- perhaps enough to fill 100 lifetimes?
Copyright © Brad Worwood | Year Posted 2014
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