August 6, 2014 Imaginary Gardens with Read Toads/ Poems in Progress -- Writer's Digest/Disappointed

Friday morning
End of the work week
This years' rainfall
Has been more than usual
Early morning everything is wet
Water stands in puddles
Along the roadside

I seek words to fall into place
To talk about the meaning
First day of August
The tempreature drops
It seems cooler
Thoughts of fall in the air
Apples ripen on the tree
Fresh corn and tomatoes

Soon this summer will be a memory
Along with all the other summers past

Words in a black box
A Box that holds the sadness of the world
A sadness shared by all people
Loss, lonelyness, abandonment
Each day begins with hope
Hope for love, success, peace

August 1, 2014

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Disappointed

A spoiled little girl

Always had things her way

What a disappointment

To find Life isn’t really like that

Things would not always go her way

There are some things

In Life you can expect

One day will follow another

Night after day

Sometimes the sun will shine

Sometimes not

As long as your heart is

Ticking you are alive

Still here

That is about all that is promised

Just because you love someone

Doesn’t mean he will love you back

Just because you are thoughtful

Doesn’t mean others will be thoughtful

Just because you are kind

Doesn’t mean others will be kind

Just because you think you ‘know’

Doesn’t mean Life will go that way

Life has a mind of it’s own

And seldom will you be asked

How do you think it should be

Life is constantly changing

Your only choice is to

Go with the flow

Be flexible

Never think you ‘know’

Always expect the unexpected

Knock knock

It is Life at your door

August 6, 2014

 Note:  I am thinking Life comes to my door and sometimes I think it is good and sometimes I think it is bad, but maybe it is like beauty and it is really in the eye, or as in this case, the 'ear' of the beholder?