(2015)
1 Corinthians 13:4-8
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh