Waking Up

Always the hardest part

Getting up

A head start

The way to learn and grow

Before the early glow

Of the sun

When the day is young

But the hardest part

Is pushing through

Each morning

Seeing each day to

The highest calling

Making a morning great and new

With the early morning dew


Where are My Shoes

Where are my shoes

Old leather wheels

Holding me down

Looking around

Where did I set them down

Blessed truths

Where will I find you

Silly shoes

Did I set them next to

The pipe of the balloon

Old shoes walk back to me

Real soon

Tied to my Side

Tied to

My side

A tell tale


What learning can help me


But what is learned

Must sometimes

Be undone

If we reach the truth

We teach the truth

If we fall short

We fill ears with wars of untruth

Can be me

Can’t be you

So strive for truth

Present a Present

A present

In the present


Can be tense

People angry

Remitting attention



Presents given

Presents taken

How can we gift

To each others

When anger prevails

The wind in our sails