Be happy with who you are.

[geebee]

Ann (Hensylee) inspired me to start this thread. I realized there are many creative members who might want to share their thoughts (be they poetry, prose, jokes, etc.). I started reading through my poems because I was thinking about my mother and wanted to read the poem I wrote for her funeral.
I found this poem I wrote not too long ago when I was feeling down about missing California. It helped me remember to focus on what I have, not what I don't. I hope you enjoy and share as well.
Smiles,
Gina


I see the butterfly
Its wings kiss the air and my
Face as it passes by

The sun lends it light to the
Colors and I think I hear
The song the butterfly sings

I sit quietly afraid to move
Afraid to frighten the butterfly
And cause it to move along

I want it to light on my finger
And speak to me of the
Pleasures of flight

I hear the butterfly
As it flies near my ear and
I feel its gentle flutter

It whispers of longing
To have legs and run down
The beach in the wind

Is anything or anyone ever
Happy with their fate or
Is longing genetic

I see and hear the butterfly
It sits on my shoulder as I
Take flight and we run down the
Beach

 

[geebee]

With apologies to the original.

With apologies to the original.

Just some humor and good thoughts for all of us valvers.

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE SURGERY
AND ALL THROUGH THE WARD
NOT A CREATURE WAS STIRRING
ALL THE NURSES WERE BORED

THE PATIENTS WERE ALL TUCKED
AWAY IN THEIR BEDS
WHILE SCARY VISIONS OF CHEST
TUBES DANCED IN THEIR HEADS

AND I IN MY HOSPITAL GOWN
IN MY BLANKETS ALL WRAPPED
HAD JUST SETTLED DOWN FOR
A LONG NIGHT WITH NO NAP

WHEN OFF DOWN THE HALL
THERE AROSE SUCH A CLATTER
I JUMPED OUT OF BED TO
SEE WHAT WAS THE MATTER

I HEADED OUT OF MY ROOM
AND RAN TO THE STATION
THE NURSES WERE WAITING
IN GREAT EXPECTATION

THE NOISE GOT MUCH LOUDER
WE ALL WAITED TO VIEW
AND THE CLATTER GOT CLOSER
AND THE NOISES THEY GREW

THEN OFF IN THE DISTANCE
SOME FIGURES APPEARED
IT SEEMED TO BE SANTA
AND EIGHT TINY REINDEER

I MUST BE DREAMING I SAID
AS SANTA ASKED ME TO STATE
WHAT I MIGHT WANT FOR CHRISTMAS
WHAT WOULD REALLY BE GREAT

I WENT BACK TO MY ROOM
AND AWOKE TWO DAYS LATER
NO CHEST TUBES AROUND
AND NO VENTILATOR


I ASKED WHAT HAD HAPPENED
SURGERY?S OVER THEY SAID
AND NOW YOU ARE BACK
IN YOUR ROOM AND YOUR BED

AND OUT OF MY WINDOW
I SAW A GREAT SLEIGH
AND A SMILE FROM SANTA
AS THE SLEIGH FLEW AWAY

YOU ASKED ME TO GIVE YOU
FOR CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR
A TROUBLE FREE SURGERY
WITH NARY A TEAR

BUT WHERE DID YOU COME FROM
I THOUGHT YOU WEREN?T REAL
AS WE GROW OLDER SAID SANTA
WE CAN FORGET HOW TO FEEL

DON?T GIVE IN TO THE PRESSURE
TO LET GO OF YOUR DREAMS
HANG ON TO THE MAGIC
IT?S SO EASY IT SEEMS

I WATCHED AS HE LEFT
AND THEN I DID HEAR
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL
AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR

Smiles,
Gina

 

[hensylee]

Gina - I tried poetry but I just can't do it. No rhyming rhythm in my bones but I really have tried. The best I could come up with was limericks! I really enjoyed yours and I bet there will be others who will post theirs. Thanks for sharing.

That line below my signature comes from years ago when I was suddenly alone and didn't know what to do or how to act. Then one day I realized I just needed to enjoy every moment all the time - there are far too few moments in our lives, don't you think.

 

[geebee]

Ann,
I love limericks. You should definitely share. However, writing thoughts is just as much poetry as rhyming words. It is in the content and the heart.
I wish you the best this season and hope you are able to enjoy every day. You have a lot to cope with and I know it is hard.

"So walk with me, talk with me,
You can keep me alive
For I live in your heart
And love never dies"

These thoughts get me through when I think of my mom (and my father who died many years ago).
Smiles,
Gina