Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂
( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” , no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 )..
“What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or in the holy name of liberty or democracy?” ( Mahatma Gandhi)
Through the eyes of a child….
I woke up this morning in a rush
Eagerly to start the day,
Hopefully to learn about the world
Maybe even have time to play.
I have many, many friends
Each one somewhat different than me,
But none of us mind at all
We believe it were meant to be.
Decided to check in with my friends
Before Mom gave the breakfast call,
So with anxious hands I started my little tablet
Were going to say hello to one and all.
My smile and joy were soon gone
As sadness did take its place,
My vision become blurry
A tear, ventured down my face.
I read a text in my inbox
With conflict, some of my friends did die,
With trembling lips I looked to the horizon
With heavy heart asked the question “WHY?”.
Just children wanting to live their dream,
Why is that so very wrong,
Their dream were taken away
So someone could prove their strong.
You know, my heart will mend
For their memory lives in my heart,
And together we will play again
Not even distance will keep us apart.
One day us children will meet again,
And in harmony we will play,
Together we will follow our dreams
For forever and a day.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)
Thursday the 19th were the first day of spring.. However, apparently Ole Man Winter did not look at the calendar because the following Sunday morning, the 22nd, looked like this..
There were a multitude of birds out and about, braving the elements while singing their chorus, but saw two sparrows who decided to get out of the weather…
Their parents didn’t raise dummies… 🙂 spring is in the air though, and so is love…
I’m watching the sun come up
With a spot of tea in my hand,
Thoughts passing like a gentle breeze
As I gaze upon the land.
Thinking about my garden
As I watch the squirrels at play,
Will this be a good year?
With nature being kind…day by day.?
Or will it be like last year
A struggle both day and night,
Hoping for a better day
With every morning’s light.
Love is in the air
Carried by a gentle breeze,
In the notes of a birds song
As the melody,..gently,.. drifts through the trees.
The time has come to make ready
To plan and to prepare,
Even though it’s cool outside
A taste of spring, and love, is in the air!
Or is it just me………….. 🙂
(Larry “Dutch” Woller, )
Whether it is a special love, or a friend, love is the bond… “Love knows no bounds or time, love is the spirit of the heart, love is the life support of hope, love is the force behind compassion, love is the foundation for true friendships, relationships”…. (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
Well, I had better close for now… dreams, adventure and maybe some stormy weather on the horizon.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…
When Is The Right Time, One Would Ask….
To climb a mountain
To fly a plane,
To hug a friend
To run naked in the rain.
To stand up tall
To make your thoughts known,
To blend with a crowd
To go it alone.
To till the field
To go to war,
To pen a poem of love
To write a musical score.
To take this path
To maybe take the other,
To open ones heart
To share it with another.
Today, tomorrow perhaps?
The answer is in the heart, you see,
So when is the right time, one asks?
When your heart wishes for it to be..
( Larry “Dutch” Woller ).