The sun
rose today
a gift
I awoke
this day
a gift
I watched
the sunrise
a gift
I listened
to the
bluebirds
sing
a gift
I am
surrounded
by love
from the
two legged
and four
a gift
I hold
joy, love
and peace
in my
heart
a gift
another day
to read
to write
to walk
to laugh
I am
thankful
for
the greatest
gift…
The wheel
is turning
the clock
is ticking
the light
is changing
The dark
side of
the moon~
temperatures
dropping
animals
preparing
leaves falling
A time
to slow
a time
to stew
a time
to reflect
and rest
Welcome
sweet
Autumn…
Another year
around the sun
another year
to live
and love
another year
to learn
and grow
another year
to laugh
and heal
another year
some tears
may fall
another year
of standing
tall.
May I live
to see
another year
and never
forget that
another year
is the
greatest gift
of all…
I look
to the
past
and
dream
about
the
future.
I see
myself
living
my
dream
as
I live
in a
nightmare.
WHEN!
I cry…
when
will
the
pages
turn
when
can
I live
my dream…
Days roll by
blurring
Dinners roll by
blurring
Donuts roll by
blurring
Time
blurs
Eyes
blur
Memories
blurred
Edges
are
blurred.
perhaps,
that’s
a good
thing.
to live
a focused
life
We must
embrace
the
blurs…
I had a dream
once…
it faded away.
I have new dreams
now…
but they live
in the clouds.
I watch them
float by
gliding
shifting
always
changing
moving
flowing
gathering
disappearing
and so
it goes
the ebb
and flow
of the
dreaming
clouds…
always and forever
Queen of flowers…
A good man
passed today.
You may not
know him
but
you know men
like him.
Strong and steady
Kind and warm
hearted
Quiet unless he
was happy or
angry.
A gentleman
in every sense
of the word.
He had his
struggles
He fought his
demons
He was a
Rock,
He lived his
name,
Peter.
Goodbye Uncle Pete
You are loved,
You will be missed…
Peter Anthony Bertolo
12/30/53-8/10/24
Clouds rolling
by
storms coming
in
the harmony
of the
drops
rhythm
of life
may the
rain
wash away
the pain…
clouds
crowding my
minds eye
rolling by
will your
tears clean
the heavy
air
or drown
the
sorrows of
the lonely…
the past slides by
the why’s die
a lifetime of
wondering…
the tears have dried
never home
no matter where
I’ve roamed
always searching
for a place
to call home
longing for connections
that never came
believing the lies
that the problem
was mine…
I left the world
of indifference behind
forged ahead and
made the world
mine.
memories of once was
fade away
people come
people go
you love me
you hate me
I no longer care
either way
I am a force
to be reckoned
with~
if you dare.
I am blooming
again~
and I always
will
with or without you,
I bloom.
