There’s joy in delivering my promises to you,
I promised so many things, I seriously had a doubt, I just love you so much, I just don’t want you living without. I promised you the heavens and all the stars above, All the constellations playing in the sky, I promised that they’d all be yours, you never questioned why, I wished you had doubted me and let me say no more, You’ve been waiting patiently, waiting at my door. I wish I never promised you, everything from A to Z, I know how disappointed you are, that it didn’t come from me. I wished you wealth way beyond compare, gold, myrrh and frankincense, Endless mines from where, I get my gold to share, A beautiful mansion and a Bentley to boot, Beautiful gardens and courtyards, you wander under foot. I promised you children with the passing of time, The product of who and what we are, we could leave behind, The fruit was not forthcoming, it withered on the vine, I now have no children to offer you, just my body and my mind. I told you that my body would never betray you, it was yours alone, My intentions were pure and honorable, until I strayed from home. She caught me at my weakest point, on a cold and lonely night, It was just a foolish act, now I live with guilt despite. I promised that my mind would always be on you, I guess I didn’t understand as my intentions were true blue, It was all the stuff, never enough, just work as it unfolds That made me a bit crazy insane, now that I am getting old. I wished I never promised you, everything from A to Z, I know how disappointed you are, that it didn’t come from me. There is one promise that I made, that I’ll never seek to deny, It’s what’s in my heart, when I look at you, that will never pass me by, So you can pass on all the others, my love is now rooted as it should. I have great joy in delivering just this one promise that I made: That I’ll love you forever, and I’ll take that to my grave.
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It was a gentle passing,
Like a leaf blowing in the wind, You were there, I was unaware Then you were gone again. I was unprepared by what You brought to me that sunny day, You broke my stride when I tried to hide, Then again you went away. Are you real, Or is my imagination, Running away from me? Do I bide my time, And let night’s rhyme, Take me where I need to be? I know you’re real now, ‘Cause you’re with me once again, At the days' beginning, there at the end You’re my one, my only, true friend. You’ve changed my life, You’re my dream, my wife. Could I make a difference, just one single man?
Another year’s passing by 2021 is on the fly. I ask myself, could I, could I? I’ll never know until I try. Could I catch a drop of rain and make from it a pond and during the summer months swim in it and the winter skate upon? Could I take a single grain of wheat and spread it across the Great Plains and make the hungry full again and take away their pain? Could I take a small seedling that seems to have no purpose at all, and plant it and from it, make a great tree bearing fruit and stretching tall? Could I catch a single lightning bug and hold it in my hand and light the darkened sky, for just that one blind man? Could I take a single thought and empower it with who I am and wipe the illness from the earth my own desired plan, a place where everyone can be heard, every woman, child and man? Could I take a leap of faith and boldly carry-on and pledge the new life I might live engaged with my best, no need to rest and no longer, just hang on? Could I light a single candle this chilling frigid night and stoke the fires of my passion, to help when and where I can, a man who can make a difference, yes, this one single man? Could I take you in my thoughts, yes, over and over again, to give me the strength I need as my lover and a friend to welcome 2022, and see 2021 to a joyful end? I saw footprints in the snow;
whether coming or going I do not know. I know they’re not coming from town; the only one I know from there wouldn’t make her way from that place to here. It’s Christmas. I ask God for an open heart, to celebrate his day. But I’ve got off to a bad, a very bad start. I’ve let life get in the way. It’s God’s birthday. I lie here wallowing in my head. I’m incredibly lonely inside, and I can’t even get myself out of bed. I just want to stay here and hide I saw footprints in the snow; whether coming or going I do not know. No, not her, not on Christmas day. This day she’ll be with the one she loves, not with me, one too blind to see. How stupid could I have been to let her walk away? Just a few kind words, a gentle touch, maybe just maybe, would’ve made her stay. It’s Christmas day, and I long for peace, love, and cheer to come my way. It’s late and best I now rise, slowly I rub the sleep from my eyes. But wait, what’s that I hear? There it is again, a ringing sound at my door, oh dear. Surely, it’s just the howling wind and the new fallen snow playing tricks on me. Get a grip man, you know it will not be she! But it is Christmas, the time of miracles for those who believe. I wrap my robe around me, my arms wide open to receive. I slide my slippers on my feet and scurry down the hall. In my haste, I could have lost the race as I almost took a fall. Finally, I reach the front door and fling it open. ‘What to my wondering eyes did appear?’ More than I could ever hope in, the best Christmas present ever, so close, so very near. I saw footprints in the snow; coming I now know. The warmth of her dark brown eyes, gaze upon me, filled with love, they absolutely glow. Is it really you I spy? Yes, those are my footprints in the snow. I couldn’t keep away, despite knowing what I know. Several times I’ve made it to your door, then I’d turn and away I’d go, not quite sure. Perfect you may never be, but the truth is, I love you, you see. I put my arms around her and pull her close. I’m not too far gone, I s’pose. My heart’s wide open and now overflows. I am so grateful for her footprints in the snow. There could be no better present under my tree, oh, thank you God, thank you, for bringing her back to me! Wow, wow, what can I say?
I never thought this would happen, Especially on a day, like today. Wow, I can’t believe it’s really you, I wish I could say I’m relieved, But then I’d be a bigger fool. I guess I left the barn door open, One too many days, I guess what Betrayed me was my trusting ways, I should have listened to the words My wise old daddy said, “A woman has a stubborn side, In her heart and in her head, Especially, if she feels she’s been Willfully mislead, so watch her with A suspicious eye, and don’t let her Charm you because if you do, She’ll damn well put an end to you.” Wow, it just can’t be, the last I saw you, Was it seven years ago or possibly eight, When you said you were going with the ladies To the church? A lie is a lie, then it gets worse. You picked him up, a sinner no doubt, He wanted in and you wanted me out. You never came back, not even a word, I tracked you down by the rumors I heard, That you left me today because the devil Lead you that way. He said you’re a church mouse and nothing more, You were attending the service but the wrong door, So stop this church going and follow me, There’s a lot of other men and liquor to be, So if that’s what you want and you want no more, You can find me knocking at your back door. I wished you had asked me, Because, I could have been that guy, Who could do church one minute, And then the next moment, whiskey and rye. You thought I was no more fun, Because I was a church-going man, Whose chasing was now done, But there’s still a lot of good fun, in the likes of me, So come back to where you belong, What you did then is done and gone, I welcome you back, like God and his prodigal son. If you need a shoulder to cry on,
Mine is yours, just for the asking. It is broad and can carry the weight of your world. Lean on me and face the sun, My girl, my girl. If you need the right words to be spoken, Serious words, not just a token, Words that flow like molten gold, That I touch you as my words unfold, Like autumn leaves, from the sky they fall. If you need a savior, To curb your outrageous behavior, I’ll be there for you, whether honest or dishonest, I’ll be your pontiff, keeping you from going over the line, You’ll be ok, you’ll be just fine, My girl, my girl. If you need a shoulder to cry on, Mine is yours, just for the asking. It is broad and can carry the weight of your world. Lean on me and face the sun, My girl, my girl. If you need to see your beautiful face, I’ll be your mirror on the wall, Reflecting your beauty, reflecting it all, Not just your image but your heart as well, You might be getting older but you still cast your spell. If you need me to reinforce who we are as two, And how we were meant to always be together, Just me and you, you should never worry, I’m committed by your side, My feelings for you I just can’t put aside. If you need a shoulder to cry on, Mine is yours, just for the asking. It’s broad and can carry the weight of your world. Lean on me and face the sun, My girl, my girl I can’t pass a car lot
although four new cars, I’ve already got. Now I need a garage to stash my cars away. I’ll have to mow down all those trees for a larger driveway and to build a new five car bay. While I’m at it, what the hell? I’ve always wanted a swimming pool, can’t you tell? One I can float in on those sweltering days, when the community pool is just too far to stray. A cabana would be great to shelter me from the sun, although I have a tool shed that’s been acting like one. I can picture myself, stretching out with a good book and a six pack of beer. I doubt the old shed will last another year. I always wanted a pony but I think a horse is due. I don’t want my steed to roam alone, so I’d better get two. Now I need a pasture, ten acres might be adequate but wait, a hundred acres for my herd, will best accommodate. Of course, I’ll need a new truck, a Ford 150 with plenty of juice. But what color to choose? I know, a red one, a blue one, and another that’s white. A patriotic fleet with Old Glory flying from their beds’ great height. Speaking of flags, another I now need, to stake in the ground. To make its home by the water at the house I just found. A house at the shore, it’s everyone’s dream. Five beds and five baths are definitely a must. Cuz, when you live at the beach, on me please trust, your friends will come like an endless stream. I love dogs. Dog spelled backwards spells GOD. Isn’t that odd? I want to get back to GOD, as close as I can. So, I went out to find one, best friend of man. There were a dozen other pups where my guy lay. If I left them all behind, it would be another dog day. What the hell, it’s just money my friend. Now I have twenty dogs, a decision I’ll never defend. Wait, what is that I hear scratching at my door? Hello shaggy boy, come on in, at this point, what’s one more? I looked in my checkbook, uh oh it’s in the red. I guess I spent a bit too much, I’m in way over my head. I got carried away. I am way out of balance. I got caught up in the thinking, ‘you only live once’. I come from simple folk. We didn’t have much, but we always had our daily bread. Work hard, be frugal and save your money, Momma always said. Yea Momma your right, you know I’ve been caught up in myself, entangled with too much loot. So, I am changing my ways, going back to my roots. To share all I have and give to those I love, Yes Momma, this is how I will rise above. So no more a careless spending old bloke, From here on I will raise my glass and happily say, Here’s to me, dying broke! There was too much idle chat,
It just became such a bore, It rendered you unsettled, As you got up to reach the door. They spoke about your neighbor, So different but a damn good friend, Who really didn’t fit in with them, He was out but you were in. You didn’t say a thing, You just listened to their everything, And not one word passed by, challenged, You just let them run their mouth free, They ripped at you, they ripped at me. We don’t need this club, We don’t need to be a member, We don’t need to be pretenders, So no foul moment, we’ll surrender. We’d rather be a lonely pair, My faithful girl and me, Than belong to your foolish club, As a member and have a key. They rag all night, on everyone, Who doesn’t see it their way, Who doesn’t play the game they do, The bigger house, the bigger car, The golf and tennis club, the pool. We don’t need this club, We don’t need to be a member, We don’t need to be pretenders, So no foul comment, we’ll surrender. We’d rather be a lonely pair, My faithful girl and me, Than belong to your foolish club, So here, here it is, take back your silly key. It was a moment too late
She was gone in the blink of an eye What it could have been, I’ll never know I just damn well moved too slow I was given the time It was mine, it was mine And I didn’t say a word I stood there like a frightened little bird Not a word that she heard Foolish me, foolish me Now, I’ll never know what it could be It was my moment, my moment in time, We were caught in the present She was mine, all mine But her beauty captured me, like a bee to a rose And I stood there saying nothing, in an innocent pose My feet were cemented, I was nailed to the ground I needed to say something but no courage I found She was like me, just there, caught in the rain Why didn’t I approach her? I must be insane There are those moments, yes, gifted by God They come upon us, sometimes strangely and odd That if acted upon, could create a new you I felt like an intruder just enjoying the view Just one word said, could have started the race But I was like a statue just staring in place I wonder what she was thinking, I wonder how her life unfolds; I shutter to think I could have been a part of it, now I’ll never know She was gone, she was gone It didn’t take her long to break from her space leaving me to wonder what had past Might be my only, might be my last To meet a girl like her, to render me speechless She was now a blur I was given the time It was mine, it was mine And I didn’t say a word I stood there like a frightened little bird Not a word that she heard Foolish me, foolish me Now, I’ll never know what could be Not a word, not a word Like a frightened little bird Just a frightened little bird How ridiculously absurd The question is “Why do I care?”
Unfortunately, I do, but now as I look around me Just label me a fool, what I learned I didn’t learn in school, I’m a cop, call me Blue on Blue Yes, Blue On Blue, that’s who I am, I never thought the world would turn I never thought the cities would burn It was my wish to help where I can Kids used to call me “Mr Policeman” I’ve been called “Copper” The “Fuzz”, The “Heat” It was alright with me, I saw it as innocent play Now “Hey Pig” they call me And I still attempt, everyday To be the best that I can be To earn my strips, to earn my pay What bothers me, is everything I say Or do is under scrutiny, It seems that I (we) can’t get any thing right It steals my sleep during the day Cause my regular shifts at night, But whatever shift I’m working, it’s fine, It’s so you all can sleep with peaceful minds, Because We, the Blue On Blue are protecting your behinds If there are no longer police like me You best protect you and yours Because with lawlessness out there, there are no quick cures, Some of you are dream’n the way you’re lean’n, For you I suggest you build moat around your home, And be careful where you roam Blue, On Blue The name it seems to fit me well My life now is a living hell I damn well understand Your right is to be safe and free And I will protect those rights to my dying day So what good is treading on me Blue On Blue, that’s who I am, I never thought the world would turn I never thought the cities would burn It has been my wish to help where I can, Kids used to call me “Mr. Policeman”. Before none of us are no longer around, No more of our brave souls and boots on the ground, Before its too late… May I suggest that you sit back, take a rest, and stop with your protest, Before our great country becomes the wild, wild west. |