Both Sides of Paradise

Every whisper of the wind,

Blows a shingle off the roof…

Even blown out panes of glass,

Show nature is not so aloof.

Every broken Robin egg,

Is a Crow seizing the day…

The aggressors never take a break,

The coyote takes the rabbit away. 

An eagle grabbed the neighbor’s cat,

Obviously, she’s quite sad…

Another neighbor’s septic tank,

Passed inspection and they’re glad.

Life on this beautiful island,

Changes almost every day…

Most days the mind’s ecstatic,

Yet some days the heart  must pay.

Preserving My Pain for Others

I found an old letter tucked in a book,

From college, addressed to me…

I did not recall the sender,

Or what they ever meant to me.

It expressed how important I was;

They would always remember me.

Ironically, I had no memory of them…

I was so smart back then, clever and free.

I am sad some people loved me,

Yet I don’t know they even exist…

Sadder are the people who never knew,

I loved them and couldn’t resist.

What good are all these memories,

When we are days away from the grave?

I guess it’s my motivation tonight,

To peruse the files and clicking “Save”.

Who We Were

I was upset by friend’s appearances,

Even growing more critical of me.

I ran across an old VHS tape,

I’d forgotten who we used to be.

One of my favorite girlfriends,

Is bound to a wheel chair…

Dave the most eloquent friend,

Seldom speaks but gasps for air.

Tony had the envied physic,

He pinned all wrestlers to the mat…

The losers now, grey and wrinkled,

Tony himself, incredibly fat.

I had a thought this morning,

How much time we actually weigh…

Somedays we can tip the scale,

Remembering every wonderful day.