My Footprints
They have been smaller,
And tentative at times.
Tiptoeing,
Stamping,
And held their ground on occasions. 

 

But always, they have included You,
Even if I wanted to head in a particular direction for a while,
They returned to a Compass Rose,
Correcting what needed to change.

 

At least when I listened for Your voice.

I always wanted a dog,

Not sure why.

Perhaps because of my parents’ distaste,

And some hidden reasons, then unknown to me.

 

So the dog was never part of my childhood,

 

But I still noted what dogs were.

Unconditional love without another agenda.

View from the Beach

Situated

Here I am perfectly situated here on the beach.

Broken away from my colleagues on the reef offshore,

Caressed for years by seas,

In an ocean of love.

  

Now, I have landed.

The cliché which is now me,

Mounted in the shifting sands of time,

I can rest at last,

Showing breadths taken over decades.

 

I am situated and encased in joy.

In the middle again,

Management leaning on me, family needing me.

I am always in the middle of this wonderful sandwich;

We call a life.

 

It is sometimes hard to always be the filling someone wants.

In the middle again,

Management leaning on me, family needing me.

I am always in the middle of this wonderful sandwich;

We call a life.

 

It is sometimes hard to always be the filling someone wants.

The softness of her voice,

The softness of her skin,

The softness of her heart,

All drew me near.

  

And this is where I will remain.