They can earn.

When you need to rise above,
But it’s always what you do,
Then how do you let them know,
That this isn’t fair. You’d not be true,
To what they did and how it made you feel,
There’d be no lesson to learn.
Some consideration of others is needed,
And respect that they can earn.

Where I have say.

Time out, time away,
Space enough to delay,
What is oft expected,
But then somehow rejected,
As not enough, never right.
Are you looking for a fight?
Are you looking to be peeved,
Wanting to be aggrieved?
Why waste what energy is there?
I’m becoming too tired to share.
Time out, please.  Time away,
To a place where I have say.

In flood.

I will hold on, with worried heart,
But listen to each note.
I must build myself a picture,
On which I can float.
I will take each moment given,
Try to focus on the good.
My heart is speaking loudly.
My truths they come in flood.

Out of the blue.

When twists in the journey highlight,
Where gratitude is needed.
I always stop and listen,
To the nudge that needs to be heeded.
So there I was sending messages,
Apparently out of the blue,
But the timing makes sense to me,
Even if not to you.

Down to blue.

When you put it back as far as possible,
In the hope that things will change.
You’re hoping something will happen,
That will remove it from your range.
You know you’ll have to do it,
At some point, on some day,
But you would surely avoid it,
If you truly had your way.
It’s for all the others.  
It is certainly not for you.
Some things you have to experience,
Though they drag you down to blue.

A love of cheer.

It doesn’t take much now, to wobble my spirit,
In the smallest ways.
It’s usually fear,
That takes my heart and plays.
A gripping, vice like, tension,
A furrow in my brow.
I want to be light again quickly,
But some times I don’t know how,
To sufficiently erase the heaviness,
That descended with the fear.
I do know that for you I must.
You deserve a love of cheer.

We will need breaks.

Sometimes wind will carry you,
Then drop you in a lull.
It can be taken from you,
Though once your sails were full.
I hope you know my darling,
Though it may have happened to me,
Having you as focus,
Is all I need to be,
The strength to build a turbine,
However long it takes.
I’m determined we will fly my dear.
So far and fast, we will need breaks.