daveo
Established Member
It’s the 14 of December and many times I feel
The need to write words that describe my deal
So I sit down and write what is on my mind
And I keep them close by me for no one to find
No one that is but my lovely dear wife
Whom is my rock and I trust with my life
She reads these trite words and then tells me what a shame
That no one else ever sees them again
So I am taking the plunge and posting this now
For all to read and laugh or say wow!
For I know I am no Shakespeare or Keats
I could never match up to those literary feats
But these poems they come and flow out when they do
So I have to write them for they cause much ado
So why am I writing this one here right now?
Because once again I have sweat on my brow
My life it is changing at a break neck pace
I often wonder if I can keep up the race
Cancer for Christmas is what is foremost
This house guest is one I wish not to host
We thought it was gone to never return
But in just 6 months it is back and stubborn
It consumes all my thoughts by night and by day
And all I can do is to hope and to pray
The praying I’ve faith does not fall on deaf ears
But I’m tired of living in hope through these years
For living in hope might sound warm and fuzzy
It is really uncomfortable unnerving and Buzzy
Buzzing with the thoughts in the back of your mind
While ever hopeful bad thoughts still do find
A way into the cracks of that hope
And when they do come it is quite hard to cope
And come they do with vigor and vengeance
I can’t pay them to stop I have only a halfpence
And these demons of doubt have such a price
They have told me that only my loved one will suffice
But I refuse to pay their terrible Toll
And I force them back to the depths of my soul
And then I am once again living in hope
I try not to cry I try not to mope
This battle does rage every day and night
It is long and hard and I know I must fight
For I am not willing to lose my love
I am not ready for her to see me from above
So as bad as it seems I saying right here
Holy Spirit, stay away please, do not draw near
I don’t want my wife taken from me so soon
I am not ready to have this thread hewn
I pray for your healing and I pray for your strength
But I’d like you to stay at least at arm’s length
I love you and need you please don’t take this wrong
I just am not ready for my wife to be gone.
So I guess I have nothing much more to say
I will go on living with hope and pray
That My Nora will come through this all swimmingly
And next time I write something so flowery
It will be a nice subject like pride or love
With praise and thanksgiving to the lord above.
The need to write words that describe my deal
So I sit down and write what is on my mind
And I keep them close by me for no one to find
No one that is but my lovely dear wife
Whom is my rock and I trust with my life
She reads these trite words and then tells me what a shame
That no one else ever sees them again
So I am taking the plunge and posting this now
For all to read and laugh or say wow!
For I know I am no Shakespeare or Keats
I could never match up to those literary feats
But these poems they come and flow out when they do
So I have to write them for they cause much ado
So why am I writing this one here right now?
Because once again I have sweat on my brow
My life it is changing at a break neck pace
I often wonder if I can keep up the race
Cancer for Christmas is what is foremost
This house guest is one I wish not to host
We thought it was gone to never return
But in just 6 months it is back and stubborn
It consumes all my thoughts by night and by day
And all I can do is to hope and to pray
The praying I’ve faith does not fall on deaf ears
But I’m tired of living in hope through these years
For living in hope might sound warm and fuzzy
It is really uncomfortable unnerving and Buzzy
Buzzing with the thoughts in the back of your mind
While ever hopeful bad thoughts still do find
A way into the cracks of that hope
And when they do come it is quite hard to cope
And come they do with vigor and vengeance
I can’t pay them to stop I have only a halfpence
And these demons of doubt have such a price
They have told me that only my loved one will suffice
But I refuse to pay their terrible Toll
And I force them back to the depths of my soul
And then I am once again living in hope
I try not to cry I try not to mope
This battle does rage every day and night
It is long and hard and I know I must fight
For I am not willing to lose my love
I am not ready for her to see me from above
So as bad as it seems I saying right here
Holy Spirit, stay away please, do not draw near
I don’t want my wife taken from me so soon
I am not ready to have this thread hewn
I pray for your healing and I pray for your strength
But I’d like you to stay at least at arm’s length
I love you and need you please don’t take this wrong
I just am not ready for my wife to be gone.
So I guess I have nothing much more to say
I will go on living with hope and pray
That My Nora will come through this all swimmingly
And next time I write something so flowery
It will be a nice subject like pride or love
With praise and thanksgiving to the lord above.