Christmas time

Bring on the food

Bring on the gifts

Everyone laughing

Everyone in a good mood

Joy spread like a wildfire

Snowball fights

Sleigh rides

Sliding downhill on sleds

This is a wonderful time of year

Witting

I like to write

Write my emotions

Or letting my imagination take flight

Writing about my daily struggles

Writing about my daily praise

Or writing the story

Of the life I have led

I like to write

It shows

Getting my thoughts on paper

So everybody knows

This person that I am

To Love

To love

To care more

For someone else

Than you care for yourself

To love

The Road

the road goes on forever

Where it goes I do not know

I will always travel along this winding road

To leave my friends and family

To go where this road may lead

To pack up my belongings and go with reckless speed

The man in the Hoodie

He is everywhere

Yet nobody sees

He is just the man

In the ash-gray hoodie

Even in crowds

No one knows he is there

As he goes from place to place

Listening with care

He is a ghost

A phantom

A mirage

The sunlight he seems to dodge

His face hidden by his hood

Always wears gloves

Nobody knows him

Nor where he comes from

He has heard many secrets

Has heard many lies

Yet he never says a word

As he passes by

He is the man

In the Ash-gray Hoodie

He is a man

Of mystery

Poetry in my mind

Poetry in my mind

Poetry in my heart

Poetry in my soul

Emotions pour from places unknown

Deep within there is a fire

Deep within there is a calling

Deep within is where the writing starts

Peace

Peace for the one who seeks it

The one who fights for it daily

The one who stands up