The Light

This is #2 of those poems.

The light is something
All of us can see
I do not really
Feel it close to me

As if the light
It was afraid to be
The sense of good
And immortality

The feeling of
Safe security
The one I do not
Feel close to me

Friends

This is poem #1 of the ones in my desk drawer.

A friend is something
Most us take for granted
It can also be a person, place, or thing

But I have friends that
I don't take for granted
And most times they make me want to sing

These friends make you
think of things you've chanted
And regret the things you've often said & done

So please, don't take
Your friends for granted
Unless you do not plan on having fun

Been awhile

It's been awhile since my last post, and I want to share a couple of poems I had found in my desk drawer that are pretty old. I probably won't be posting weekly poems anymore, not enough time.