To Those I’ve Lived With and Loved and Lost and Shared

I’ll watch your road.
I’ll latch your gate,
Because that’s where I’ll be found
Keeping the light on for you
I’ll always be around.

I will keep watch over you
when you have gone and went to bed.
Keeping the wolves from your door
and sheltering your stead.

I’ll turn the lights off one-by-one
and button up your door.
To soothe a frightened cry,
I’ll be waiting forever more.

I’ll watch over your children’s play
and smile at your embraces.
You’ll never know how much I do
and that I’m endearing all your faces.

If you ever need to call on me
the hours shall never be too late.
The term of friend is no longer adequate
because you are family to me now by fate.

Unasking, never needing,
you are part of my protection.
You are important and will be recieving
because you have my love and affection.

You know not all you’ve done for me
during all my time on Earth.
And tears come to mine eyes
with all you make me feel I’m worth.

So, I will watch your road
and I will latch your gate.
Because, that’s where I’ll be found.
Keeping the candle burning,
For you, I’ll always be around.

This Girl

This girl has been in love
And with her few have been.
But for that group of fellows there,
after they broke her heart is when.

The devotion that she harbored,
they never tried to compare.
When she loved them the most,
all she held was air.

She was tired
And she was weary
from the prayers she prayed
both night and day
her self-made rosary.

She forgave herself for stopping
And let loose of the reins.
She came to find herself again
and let go of the pain.

She hides her heart more than ever now
To remedy naïve mistakes.
Though, the world has now opened to her
And the opportunities she gladly takes.

This girl weaves through the world of men
And this is what she thinks
Water, water everywhere
but nary a drop to drink.

She can discern good men
But none want to try her taste.
When she wants a refuge where to nuzzle
Her couch is the only place.

She lives a life and can hold the men she loves
only when she sleeps.
And she listens to music never saying it’s to soothe
and keep her heart at peace.

She stays long at the bars
to tire her wandering, restless soul.
And visits with those like herself
As they all silently console.

And as she drinks
her hugs and kisses
while she sits, dreams, waits and wishes.

Cyber-stalking…

In an effort to sufficiently cyber-stalk a friend I’ve never met AND take their advice with my writing, I’ve started this, here, wordpress. 

So many accounts, so little time. 

I am, however, learning more about networking and becoming more proficient in… ugh… I dunno creating accounts.  What skills does that equip me with?  Well, anyway, expect to hear more from me in the near future.  Expect the unexpected… always.