I think everyone crosses our path, for a reason ...
for their impact on our lives.
There is a pathway,
In the synapses
of my mind …
There is a step
in the viscera
... Of my life.
There is a place
on the surround of my porch
That only you,
Have brought an enlightening torch.
© jan leree 2012
God's point of view,
about what He made ...
about you!
When the world encounters a place where I have been,
does it turn gray, black and white
or does it turn to color?
(c) jan leree 2012
There is a reason, why someone passes
through your life.
There is a pathway,
In the synapses
of my mind …
There is a step
in the viscera
... Of my life.
There is a place
on the surround of my porch
That only you,
Have brought an enlightening torch.
© jan leree 2012
Everyone’s life …
Has a treachery and a Climb…
I spend ages of time …
Whimpering about mine …
Until I see the man,
... Who has only hands
with which to reach his life’s pines …
© jan leree 2012
Bus Ride is a daily tutor.
Words, are clumsy
As rough as stubble.
Words do nothing but stumble,
With Heaven’s blushing strokes this beautiful.
© jan leree 2012
Why do I act as if the door on my life has no door knob?
Me to me:
Open the door, Silly!
(c) jan leree 2012
Friends are like mirrors,
they show us a view
of ourselves that we did not see.
They see us in a light
even on a path that is right,
... that before,
we did not see.
(c) jan leree 2012
This dad spent a long time,
playing tossing throwing ball with his daughters
on the river's shore ...
I had to tribute him ... fore sure!
When a father loves
... and leads daughters,
is willing to teach…
The world is changed, forcefully and intentionally ...
while playing football,
On the beach…
© jan leree 2012
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