Friday, January 25, 2019

Como tempo passando

Each day passes
With us only guessing
If we are being chastised
Or receiving a blessing.

Each moment is spent
Hoping and aspiring
That the future will bring
The positive things we are desiring.

As I remember what was
And ponder on what will be
I will always realize
That "someone" will never be me.

Alone I am
And solitary I will be
Because a woman like you
Will have nothing to do with me.

So, let me enjoy life
By sharing, inspiring, and giving
Because it is my right
To do for others in my everyday living

Sunday, January 20, 2019