Life’s Promises
Looking Back
life pounded in sharp needle spikes
mistakes I’ve made colored my soul
wrong choices tarnished who I was
wrong influences dug trenches into my psyche
crooked paths veered off course
married too young before I knew who I could be
misguided career choices without a compass
advice I didn’t follow, heading wrong way
Moving Forward
pulled up my socks and started fresh
faced the truth and reversed footprints
released creativity and blended tints
kindness to all – sweet words rebounded
erased prejudice – we’re all the same
took a chance – threw dart into wind
wrote that book before I knew how
painted that canvas with story of my life
tried new things and honed my path
opened soul allowing new joy inside
new beginnings and new pleasures
let worry fly into the breezes of change
opened up to life and tested the future
embraced journeys exploring new trails
expanded my knowledge, explored my world
painted in new light with dawning colors
swelled with love and burst with understanding
Who I now am
soft but strong enough to face challenges
open mind and heart overflowing
creative but willing to learn and expand
giving and nurturing to those that I love
inclusive in my feeling for people of this world
grateful to Prose Community for opening up
life to possibilities and hearts to understanding.
Meeting of Numbers
One fine day me and
Two friends were invited to an exclusive and mysterious meeting. The
Three of us arrived at
Four o’clock in front of the door marked with a number
Five.
Six times I nocked with no reply.
Seven seconds later the door swung open and my friends and I entered. "That makes Eight" declared the man at the door. "Find your seats the director is on his way." All
Nine chairs in the room were occupied once we and the man were seated. "So it’s a group of nine? “I asked the room at large.
"Ten actually." the director chimed in entering the room in a wheel chair. "I brought my own seat. “Now, shall we begin?"
