The Thief

WOW. Nice! 🙂

Short...but not always so sweet 💋

I’ve misplaced it
My most prized possession
As is its wont
Stole it away from me
When I wasn’t paying attention.

I thought it would be mine
To do with as I pleased.
How many times
Have I wasted it
Flaunted it,
Acted as though it were mine to keep forever?

Each year, something new stolen.
First, my body, the sinews all slackened,
My ego depleted
My energy sapped
All disposed of in rapid succession.
Now, I just wish to sleep ~

I used to be the pride of my clan
Everyone jumped when I roared
I was king
But now…
The me that used to be
Has slowly and surreptitiously disappeared.

Featured photo: “Male Lion Sleeping” by Nomadic Lass.

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YES. 🙂


Linda G. Hill

In the face of what is to come
Signs written in the clouds
Of happiness and harmony
The imprint of a God who cares

In the rain of our existence
A rainbow grows on the horizon
Arching our thoughts to heights of hope
And placing in our pockets the jest of gold

From the sunshine that presses
Against the faces of young and old alike
Comes the knowledge that we remain here
Even after the storm

Let spirits comfort
Let the Angels sing
Let the God who cares
Rest his hand gently upon the hearts of we who remain

L.G.H. January 25, 2005

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