I have written nothing of worth
nothing that’s moved
even heaven or earth
nothing that’s beguiled
nothing dethroned
my life is mine to do with
as yours is your very own
each of us walks a path
unknown
sometimes with a friend
most often alone
it’s a life still worth living
there are wonders still to come!
You may stand up for her but she doesn’t need defending she’s a world of her own she encapsulates the best of human nature she has hectares of land for her lovers to roam she sprawls out for east to west and what’s in-between is the touch of God’s hand her beauty that outshines most other lands.. she’s got icebergs forest and river bends and some of her cities were voted as among the cleanest she’s mountains and valleys and lakes that are pure waterfalls that are some of the highest caverns that are some of the deepest of all.. she’s got an inner beauty that can’t be trapped her weather seasons are all over the map she’s diverse and cultured with a musical voice her politics comedic yet the people still have a choice she is firm yet fair she’s still blessed to have some of the world’s most breathable air she doesn’t need defending she’s there for all world to see but the corruptible will try and corrupt each country equally and will never see.. but if you must defend her keep Canada open keep her free and the rule of law parceled out equally
No sir, I’d rather not thank you no you can’t give it to me as a present, thank you.. why would you insult me and call me a fool excuse me sir, did you just say it’s only a tool.. then why sir aren’t they kept in a shed with the hack saws spades and wheel barrows hammer and nails but when you use one of those supposed tools most often someone winds up in jail.. sir and if you can explain why wear a tool underneath a jacket hidden down in the dark cravens of a purse that to me seems just a little absurd.. I’m sorry sir, I mis-understood the gun is for fun which begs the question fun for who the deer the moose the bear considering every one that owns a rifle or gun isn’t a sharpshooter how’d you (in their place) like to take a hot projectile up the rear.. once again, beg your indulgence again I mis-understood you said the gun was there for your protection well who going to protect us from you you aren’t the most responsible with your easy access to your unlocked tool.. thank you for the offer of the present but I’ll be leaving by the way your young son has found your unlocked tool he’s pointing it at you
I have this dislike for labels of any sort I buy it I own it I don’t want the name of a company on it I’m not a billboard they want to advertise they should pay me for it I’m not there companies billboard! I have this jacket with a logo across it 103.5 Saint John Radio a station which I hosted a program on a station that is now long gone Bob and Judy were the tireless owners.. I have a great dislike for labels I’m nobody’s billboard but this jacket with the logo will remain proudly worn!
I had a thought about you several if the truth be told simple thoughts about how friendships last with dignity respect and honor about courage in the face of a world that neither respects those traits or encourages them to be pursued I had a thought about you and wondered how you managed to hold to on to your own honorable truth in a world that seemingly has a distaste for that which is kind and beautiful I had simple thoughts about you in a world that swallows bodies and souls you’ve managed to maintain your equilibrium and a sense of wonder about you I had simple thoughts about you and wondered If I could ever become as soulfully as beautiful as you wondered what is I needed to do
It wasn’t so bad before he came bad yes but not so bad there were four others before his arrival.. being old when he came mortality seized my neck shook as if I weren’t paying attention loving someone deeply can make you miserable.. it wasn’t so bad before he arrived now when he and I walk there’s a bit of a stabbing pain.. and I recognize death yes death as a S.O.B. and a thief but then neither do I treat life as a game and the two year old I walk with I love him more know he’ll feel the same sense of crisis the sense of mortality it happens at any age
Some things are so very special a prism of light flicking off glass at night your arms that hold and wrap me up tight that way you gently kiss the children goodnight the very early morning dawn as we watch the moon take flight the way the bright summer sun makes your hair soft and light your winter smile that’s brighter than bright some things are so very special that should be held to the heart tighter than tight they enhance one’s life with pure delight that without them there’d be no sleep at night some things are just so very special; which is why I’m so very proud to be a husband that has a very special extraordinary wife
When you’ve completed a task and no one likes it not one soul approves be proud of the fact that you alone completed it.. that yours is unique there will never be another one like it that you had the uncanny awareness to follow through with it under the burden of criticism.. uniqueness is rare and extraordinarily difficult to get to that alone makes you extremely kool
