Happy Birthday Dad

Today, dad would have been
your ninety-fifth birthday.
Had you won that battle
way back in ninety-five.

The cake of the day I'll create
the one that we've always made.
In honor of your special day.

So as I sit here today,
wishing you Happy Birthday.
Though you're no longer here
in body and mind.

This I know, your spirit still
stands beside me as I go through
the challenges surrmounting.

Dad you know you'll always be
the most important man to me.
May you now rest in peace.

Just a quick note to tell the world
that you were and are my number one.
So today as I write, I'll celebrate

Happy Birthday Dad,
you're sorely missed,
wish you were here so I
could give you a hug and a kiss

Waste Away

Has it been just a few years ago?
That I felt good about my soul?
It seems to be an eternity,
since my body has been good to me.

Day by day I watch my health
turn from vitality into just a shell
Each day I weigh a little less,
how did I get myself into this mess?

My muscles now no longer firm,
Hands are crippled, feet are numb
Sometimes I feel like this is dumb.

Why can't they find a diagnosis?
They act like this is just a neurosis.

Pain intense, sensations fleeting
Eating, eating all the time.
No weight is gained it seems sublime.

I've lost control of my destiny,
what is it that God wants of me?
Where is it that he wants me to go?

So I hope the answer is revealed
that he still keeps concealed

Until that day of revelation comes
I'll try to keep from being numb
I no longer want to waste away
perhaps the answer comes today

© 7/29/2010 M S Wyatt All Rights Reserved

Grandma's Little Garden Bugs



Two little garden bugs in the pansy bed,
Pulling out the weeds and grass,
To keep the flowers fed,
See the pretty flowers Grams?
Can we keep them please?

Oh my little garden bugs,
This I’m sad to say
Soon your little pansy bed
Will quickly fade away.
For the fairies on silver wings
Need them to feed the trees.

Please don’t cry my little ones,
Your care will be rewarded
In their place my garden bugs,
New treats will be awarded.
Soon more blossoms will appear
On other plants very near.

So take good care my garden bugs,
of all the blossoms ‘round you.
Pulling all the weeds and grass,
And keep the blossoms fed.
Soon the treats will be ripe
And ready to be eaten.

©2010, Suzanne Wyatt.  All rights reserved.