Pace yourself
For the speed of life
Prepare
With your eyes wide
Memories come and go
In the blink of a moment
So do not forgo
A loved one
Or a special time
Don’t waste your time
Standing in line
Life and experience
Will whip past you
I know as I see memories
Come and go
I learn of its transience
On my own
And I can already see it
Passing down the road
A day comes
When everything changes
For the better
Much better
Looking up and seeing the weather
Under the sun of Lake Michigan
We embrace
We love
We hold each other up
When we are down
Hold on when we are still around
I love my brother and wish him well
So that one day his kids he will tell
That love is what found him
When he was not looking
But now life changes
When love has moved in
A sweet Strawberry Hill
When we grew up
Didn’t know much
But what we knew
Helped us as we grew
Brothers together
Brothers alone
Getting older
And only talking on the phone
I remember Strawberry Hill
In a simpler time
Easy place
Growing up
Now we feel so straight lace
When we were kids
We never thought today would come
But underneath this Lake Michigan sun
There is nowhere left to run
But together
Brothers
As one
Goodnight midnight
What more to be said
That can’t be said tomorrow
Good night
Off we go
Sleep again
Hoping to grow
In thought and patience
Everyday
Midnight
Teach me to be
That way
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
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
Entitled title
Is earned through
Commitment
To greed
And dishonestly
Dishonesty
Entitled title of my next poem
Should be
And is
For some in the main of streams
Believe entitled live
Are lived
A blue tune
On the radio
I would not rather hear
As it simmers
In the distant background
Stirring up my head
And heart
This blue tune
Of me and you
Written too slow
To listen to
Tied to
My side
A tell tale
Ride
What learning can help me
Overcome
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
Newness
Is it new
In the now
What has been done
What I learned from
Starting anew
Today it is due
To push farther
Run faster
For the now is due
A Cup of Songwriting 