Problems are not stop signs, they are guidelines
– Robert H. Schiuller -
All the things that made me smile,
All the things that made it worthwhile,
Your contagious laugh, when you crack yourself up,
2 sugars for you as you stir your cup.
All the amazing projects as you turn your hand,
To so many brilliant things, I didn’t understand.
You can fix, and paint and grow
So many things most people don’t know.
Your talents are many with so much success in between
And out in the garden your thumb is so green.
To be around you always made me look in awe, at so many things you do
So perfect and fulfilling, making so many things look new.
Your skill at picking colours, choosing and matching with such ease,
The end result always brilliant, with everyone so pleased.
Even in your work as you look and plan and measure
The guarantee an outcome that the customer will treasure.
The list of skills goes on and on
Your determination and focus always strong.
You give everything your full attention
Though one beautiful trait that does deserve a mention
Your ability to make people laugh, you really are so funny
To telling jokes and stories and always on the money.
Though, my favourite thing you do, is when you sit and strum a song,
So calming and so soothing, I find I hum or sing along.
You have so many skills inside
These skills are the essence of who you are ……
So use them all with Pride
© Written from the Heart – Michele Graham
Yes! you feel angry, so much locked inside
you think to yourself is this just another ride?
A ride in your life down a road you don’t know,
To follow along, follow to where it will go?
If you speak, there’s a silence, a tut and a nod
If you’re silent there’s silence, raised eyebrows, away on your tod
You’re feeling you can’t win, no matter what’s done
You’re losing your person and know where it begun
To stand on your own feet, to stand 6ft tall
All in completely or nothing at all
Don’t interrupt me, though I’ll interrupt you
What you’re saying is not interesting
Though my stories must interest you
The drifting is coming
You feel the gap in between
There’s work, there’s sleep and no more dreams.
You’re just plodding along, no fun is insight.
You’re tired and confused
Keep praying to the Light.
©Written from the Heart – Michele Graham