Life's Little Moments

The tiny grip of an infant's hand,

The smile on their face the first time they stand.

The joy on your face for the first laugh they make,

The pride you feel for the wobbly steps they take.

The first tear they shed over a skinned-up knee,

For all the things your there to see.

The happiness a smile can bring,

When a bedtime story is a necessary thing.

And when their teens and yell at anything you do,

Your grateful for the occasional I love you.

The joyful day she walks down the isle,

And all you can do is stand there and smile.

Now your little girl is a mother too,

And finally understands what you went through.

The cycle continues, never ending,

And you played your part with love and understanding.

Living yestersdays past

Look at how the years go by so fast.
Time sneaks by wearing youth’s mask.
Seems like just yesterday I was a boy,
with dreams and schemes I knew would last.
Funny how dreams fade,
when into life’s sea they are cast,
and a boy with golden tomorrows
is soon a man living yesterdays past.

So many faces in and out of my life.
How quickly they come and they go.
Someone who once so close to me,
is now a stranger I don't even know.
An endless sea of faces, of lover, friend and foe.
Who upon you leave scars and traces
in ways only you can know.

So my life carries on.
The plot grows weary, the play much too long.
Tasting the tears of wasted years a life gone wrong.
Living in a world of concrete and steel,
people devoid of emotion who can no longer feel.
Life carries on, even after the dream has gone.
Until the soul meets the vision
of the dreams gone so wrong.

If I cried a tear

If I cried a tear from my broken heart,
a lonely tear for a world fallen apart.
Would you ease my pain and my misery,
would you care and comfort me ?

If I cried atear of painful sorrow, If
I lost all hope for a new tomorrow.
Would you dry my tear's and ease my pain,
Would you make me smile once again ?

If I cried a tear from within my soul,
The flame turned dark and icy cold.
Would you relight the embers deep inside,
would you dry the tear I have cried ?

If I cried a tear full of pain & misery,
A tear so dark like the flame inside of me.
would you chase away the gray clouds & the rain,
would you bring back my beautiful rainbows again?

If I cried a tear of nothing...
it just ran down my face.
A tear longing for a warm, gentle embrace.
would you be there in my time of need,would you...
I beg?
I plead?