The Bookstore (a poem)
I relish the feeling of crisp new pages,
the scent of ink in the air.
Some, may speak of enchanted places.
A handsome prince, a maiden fair.
I relish the feeling of crisp new pages,
the scent of ink in the air.
Some, may speak of enchanted places.
A handsome prince, a maiden fair.
When God asks you a question
it definitely gets your attention.
When He asks, “Do you trust me?”
it takes it to a whole new level.
Tonight, my spouse and I watched
another episode of Early Edition,
season two, entitled
“Angels and Devils”.
I am a dog lying in the doorway, a casual observer of clouds, filled with excitement, I run, spin, fall, arise, and do it again. I am an explorer of worlds, paddling down a stream. seeing old places as though new. filled with life and thought.
Most times I think
we choose to see
things through a filter
of what could be
When it’s there to plainly see,
the sin in someone’s life,
am I first to cast a stone,
or will I carve the line?
Long after the war has ended,
it rages in our hearts.
Continually choosing sides,
is driving us apart.
Finding some small difference,
separates the two.
In the war of us and them,
it’s time for us to choose.
We all have weakness, strengths and abilities.
How we handle them can make all the difference.
When I was young I would read my daily horoscope
to see what was NOT going to happen to me that day.
(493 words)
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