most days

most days I don't feel like writing
seems like I have less issues to resolve
writing helped me get thru the
death of my wife, my mother
and good friend(sister-in-law)
now I found a love and friend
I have my family near me
so I don't cry out at nite
much anymore
and I feel less need to talk
to the page



most days the beach is calling
calling out to me
saying that beauty is mine to share
quiet tranquility
wind blowing
sun shining
my chance for redemption
my chance for a reprieve
I know that I'm lucky
but I guess I paid some dues
so much lost time
so many days just waiting
knowing in my heart
that my enjoyment would come
God blesses us in such diverse ways
I look not at my loss
for I have cried my tears
I have lived the pain
I look forward to my gain
time to live fully
time to love deeply
my heart says yes
my mind says yes
who am I do argue
so if you want to find me
just look down the shore
sooner or later you will
see me walk by
I'll be the ol man
living life to it's fullest
stopping to stand in the warm surf
with the sand shifting between my toes
holding hands with my love
watching another great sunset
must be paradise
most days