Today I just felt like writing a poem, tossing together some words that may rhyme
It doesn’t always work though, searching for that special word takes so much time
Oh I could just pick ones at random that seem to fit
of course everyone would then go.. omg what a git.
A good poem may not rhyme at all, in any sort of way
and still would be pretty in your mind, I could say.
But a great poem needs a theme, concept message or lesson
and that makes it much harder, because not all words rhyme.
Points above with a giggle, keeps writing thinking I may get away with that one
hoping you are still reading and maybe that I have a message for you, but fear not I am not done.
There are a lot of words that rhyme, and I have used yet only but a few
so now to search for my message, thought or lesson to impress you with too.
Rattles my brain and tilts my head, scrunches my eyes searching for that thought
what can I teach you, what lesson will you learn, can I pass on something I was taught?
Wow, that is a challenge, to make something interesting enough for you to stay with me, I’ll give it a try
and keep it rhyming as I go, each word making sense, with meaning and pretty in your minds eye.
It isn’t that hard though you see, you just have to work a bit harder and try a bit more
because just like life, you get back what you put in to it, to gain the rewards you will adore.
The hug or smile from that nice old lady, the wink or kiss from someone intimate
cuddles and huggles, love and adoration, it doesn’t just happen, it is a two way street.
Laughing because I snuck by another, but what is love? Something everyone does ask
is it that fondness, comfort or the relaxing feeling you have, nothing hidden behind a mask.
How do you know if it is really love that will last, do you take it for granted knowing it is there
or do you work hard to keep the spark alive, the glow that kindles, the tingles, that make you a pair?
So many don’t you see, they assume and forget, the magic subsides, the spark looses its sizzle
communication fades, doubt starts to flicker growing and weakening that bond, making it fizzle.
So when you have that special someone, the one that is just right… your yin for your yang
your mate of your soul, trust is so important, for without it things will sputter, make your heart pang.
Communication so wondrous but often neglected, keep it alive, have no secrets between you two
it is how we learn, grow and bond even more, but as days, months and years pass it often becomes like goo
We assume or expect and then things go asunder.
and ever after we do wonder.
Was that my one, why did it fail, it seemed so right where did it flounder
so don’t let those things mix with your match. Trust and talk, even listen too.
Grins another one but I am so happy, because you are still reading, I am beaming
and I think my goal was accomplished, some words even rhymed and had a meaning.
For everything in life you get what you sow, crops, love, work or learning, I hope I am not being too untoward
but in life you can coast if you wish, but your ride will soon end, so give it your all and claim your reward.
You get what you give
so give it all… and live.