If I Were You

If I were to be like you

Life would be a bore

We all are different 

That's what I adore

If I were to be like you

Then I wouldn't be me

I would rather be unique

I want everyone to see

If I were to be like you

I would just be a clone

That's not who I am

For I will stand alone!

Faerie Woods

I have wandered that old rickety bridge

To that far off place in the woods today

Looking for a Faerie ring that I know of

So I can sit there and think of what to say

I'll sit in the center of the Faerie ring

And I'll be wishing for my one true love

I'll sit there until I feel that familiar light

Which always feels like the wings of a dove

 I have wandered that old rickety bridge

To that special place where the faeries like to play

Deep in the woods beyond the small stream

I'll sit there today like I did yesterday

I hear tell that the faeries grant wishes

So I have wandered that old rickety bridge

Hoping they'll grant my one and only wish

Because it's all I want... true love so rich...

There are Days...

There are days when all goes great

There are days when all does not

There are days when I can't help but smile

There are days when I don't feel so hot

There are days when I want to laugh

There are days when I just want to cry

There are days I'm filled with such love

There are days when I just don't know why

There are days of such happiness

There are days of such pain

There are days of such anger

There are days when I feel so vain

There are days when I feel so silly

There are days when I am full of sorrow

There are days when I am cold 

But there are always more days tomorrow

Not Often

Not often are we given blessings

Sometimes they are more of a curse

Sometimes happiness becomes grief

And it'll fester inside us, something worse

Not often are we given pleasures

For sometimes they become pain 

It tears us apart from the inside out

It can make us think we are insane

Not often are we given Love

Sometimes we face this life alone

We smile and hide behind a false mask

But it will show how much we have grown

Camping Days

Days spent outside in the summer

Just sleeping in the tents at night

Days spent enjoying the weather 

And hiking, enjoying all the sights

Days spent making S'mores over the fire

Or cooking hot dogs on the grill

Days spent playing catch outside 

Or swimming in the lake, oh what a thrill! 

Days spent telling stories by the fire

Watching the stars come out at night

Listening to nature all around you

Enjoying everything within your sight

Time to Spare

I have time to spare

I think that's correct

I have time to spare

Time to inspect

I have time to spare

Time to explore and seek

Time to be with my love 

Time to be mellow and meek

I have time to spare

Eternity if you will

I have plenty of time

Even when time stands still 

I have time to spare

Sometimes it doesn't seem true

But I really do have time to spare

Time for just me and just you! 

Lenny, My Poppa

When I think of my father

I think of you...

I think of my Hero

Someone who's true

When I think of my father 

I think of Love...

Someone who's honest

Sent to me from Heaven above 

When I think of my father 

I think of a man...

Who's always thinking of others

And does the best he can 

When I think of my father 

I think of you...

Lenny, my Poppa

and how much I love you too

Love is a Feeling

Love is a feeling in the heart

It's where your life begins to start

Love is a feeling in the soul 

When it begins to take it's toll

Love is a feeling in your head

It's the heart of all the things said 

Love is a feeling in your mind

It's the reason you're so very kind

Love is a feeling in your body

It's not dirty nor is it shoddy 

Love is a feeling in all of you

It's how you know everything is true

Sometimes I Write

Sometimes I write to take up time

I write of Love, I write of Pain...

I write to fill up the space

I write of all the things I have to gain

Sometimes I write when I can't sleep

I write of Happiness, I write of Sorrow...

I write whatever comes to mind

I write poetry for today and tomorrow

Sometimes I write because I want to

I write whatever is in my heart...

It's a part of who I am today

My poetry is my own kind of art