Tho i was raised in a manner in which actions speak louder than words - i hope my sincerity flows thru in what im about to say... Cuz - when the rattles & calamity of the days enclose into the silence & stillness of the nights... I watch my days accomplishments rest peacefully in the security of our home. I glance about. U see... Im completely surrounded by days gone by... An easier time... And people. People i seldom see - not nearly as often as id like - & some i must wait til my journey here has passed. I notice the hands of little boys with the world @ fingertips - quite certain theyve doubled in size since yesterday when gripping my hand - cuz now i offer some sort of shelter from fear - & today i ponder @ what moments ago i considered accomplishments now im certain i have failed. Ive withheld - not intentionally - but nonetheless - the excitement & history of my aunts & uncles... FAMILY. Hos can i preach to them how important they are & yet seldom lay our eyes on them? I ponder into the night... Staggering with the same calamities... Drifting off to sleep... Allowing the sun go down on yet another missed opportunity of showing them to make certain not a moment passes without letting someone know how important he/she is to us. Epic failure... Again. And the cycle repeats... I can justify til blue in the face. There is no gray.
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 21:12:42 +0000
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