Humility – A Poem

Asking for a humble heart

Can be a scary thing

For in our world 

Pride is what sings 

We want to be

Number one

Numero uno

The king of our thrones

Nothing else matters

Not the dog or the bone

Asking for a humble heart

Can be a scary thing

For in our world 

Pride is what sings 

Our heroes are the best 

Not the least of these

Our walk is heads high

Not down in the weeds

We want to be

Number one

Numero uno

The king of our thrones

Nothing else matters

Not the dog or the bone

The Seasons of Life – A Four Part Poem

The Spring

In the spring of your life

Is when your life began

From a baby just crawling

To a young adult with a plan

Maybe off to a college 

Or just a local trade school

The spring of your life

Leads to the summer of you

The Summer

In the summer of your life

Everything is in full bloom

You’re workin and playin

Building a life with room

You may have a family 

A good life or a career

To carry you on through

The summer of your years

The Fall

The fall is the time of life 

When your days take on a chill

You’re gettin into the years 

They call being over the hill

Children have moved out

It’s just you and your spouse 

Learning to live and love 

In a big empty old house

The Winter

The winter is the season of life

When the end is drawing near

There may be some sadness

Some joy or maybe a sense of fear

Hopefully winter is the time of life

When you look back at life and say 

While the seasons were not always joyful

I would not have changed even one day

#947, Know It All

I lived my life

Like I know it all

I’d go around bragging

About the things I could do

How I was greater 

than the people I knew


I never saw

The error of my ways

Until it happened 

Suddenly 

Maybe it took a day

Maybe just a few

But I truly know 


In my heart

The thing I must do

I must live

More humbly

Not speak so

Bluntly

About how I feel


I must realize

I gotta see others

Through God’s eyes

See them as He 

Sees who they are 

Only then 

Can I truly live

Not getting more

Than I can give

To others who

Come my way

#822 Thanksgiving

I know it’s a little early for a Thanksgiving poem but hey aren’t we supposed to give thanks everyday?


Complaining

Will get you nowhere

Don’t you see

Gotta learn

In all your circumstances 

To always be thankful 

Sounds crazy

To always give thanks

But in life

Thankfulness 

Will always breed happiness 

Help you through tough times