Tag Archives: Plan
Citizens
Free, we
Aren’t we?
And we’ll not forget
Earthbound
Heaven-bound!
And loved nonetheless
Future Selves
Strung, as crystalline beads
On a fine gold thread
Our days
One by one together
We charted a more kind pattern
Planned
Colors, something beautiful
All our own
To be complete
Tied with an unbreakable knot
This time
Worn boldly and proud
But for the masked marauder
Disguised as difficult conversation
Arriving in broad daylight
Ripping this treasure from us
A new family heirloom
We’d have created
Good Way
I am an appointment
Admittedly one for which you and I
Know not the time or the place
You will show, dear one
On time
On purpose, I am
Not a side-trip or just-passing-through
The destination you charted and planned
You will know my name
With time
The neighborhood, am I!
The where you grew up and longingly miss
The haunt of where you’ve not yet lived
You will call me Home
In time
his Plan
We thought
he was muttering
To himself
We got closer
he got louder
Too late
We learned
he was laughing
To US
Kiss My Pain
In the grand Plan
Of this life
Of these times
A bit of broken
A bruise or two
It seems
Is in order
Given our capacity
To heal
To lift
Each other
From under