no words are good enough

Thank you for allowing me a place in the human race

Thank you for giving me space on this planet I call home

Thank you for all the sounds I've heard, sights I've seen,
smells I've smelled and all that I've touched

In the sixty-one years I've been here, I have shared
in so many different experiences

I marvel at the balance I see.

I stand in awe at the intricate way things were planned
so perfect for life.

To say there is no rhyme or reason to what we know
as human occupants of this place we call earth

Is to surely ignore a whole bunch of what's going on

I wish I could express it better but there are no words
to explain all that I feel when I ponder these things.

But it doesn't keep me from trying.

sorrow of sorrows

I am feeling as if my heart would break.....again
reliving the wedding that ended in so much sorrow and grief

it's my daughter's turn and I pray
that her experience will not be like mine
that she will know happiness and security
that her differences will be reconciled.

I want to wrap myself in bubble wrap
so as not to feel any of the jabs and stabs
that may come my way, real or imagined.

just get through this, I say, not to anyone
no one must know the panic that I feel
knowing that memories cannot be stopped
no matter how painful they are

replace those with good ones of my daughter
and her beginnings, filled with so much
hope for the future.
Please, God, help me to focus on this,
just this.