Sometimes

Sometimes 

January 16, 2004

Sometimes it's easier to just walk away 

Sometimes it's easier to just say goodbye 

When the fighting is constant, the distance is needed.

Sometimes it's easier to just close your eyes 

Sometimes it's easier to escape into dreams 

When the tears won't stop, an escape is needed.

Sometimes it's harder to stay where you are 

Sometimes it's harder to keep holding on

When you know you've lost everything, a prayer is needed.

Sometimes it's harder to stay awake 

Sometimes it's harder to live your dreams 

When your dreams fall apart, hope is needed. 

Sometimes it's harder to admit you're wrong 

Sometimes it's harder to say goodbye 

Sometimes we all need to be reminded, that we are needed.

Love Is

Love Is 

(January 13, 2003)

Love is patient; love is kind 

That is what I'm told, though I no longer believe.

Love is trusting; love is true 

That is what they say, though how can that be? 

Love is pain; love is tears

That is what I know, how it has always been.

Love is always given; but love is never received 

Just be your friend, won't give you more.

Love is lonely; love is cruel 

Think you have found someone, find out you were wrong.

Love is tender; love is there 

At least in my dreams - how I wish they would come true.

~Shawna K. Whaley

Streaming Nonsense

Thundering Mountains across the sky
My thoughts alight and begin to fly

Chaos, nonsense, gibberish too
I can make no sense of me or you

I'm swimming but drowning in my mind
I'd like to leave these thoughts behind

What does the morning bring?
Do the robins and jaybirds sing?

Do my thoughts make sense to you?
If you could see the things I knew

About myself, about the world as a whole
It would take your breath, take your soul

I make no promise, no explanation here
Just my thoughts that I hold dear

Random nonsense that's what this is
My thoughts are going I do not miss

The Gift of You

The Gift of You

(4/20/17)

{For Taye}

I didn’t know you as a baby

I didn’t get to be there to watch your first steps

You were not mine

I was not yours

I didn’t know you as a small child

I didn’t get to be there as you ran and played

You were not mine

I was not yours

I didn’t know you as a little girl

I didn’t get to be there for your first day of school

You were not mine

I was not yours

From your very first message I felt a connection

I got to be there when you needed me most

You became mine

I became yours

You were not born my child

That doesn’t mean that you are not

You are mine

I am yours

I look forward to knowing you and watching you grow

I love you more than I can say

I am grateful to God

For the Gift of You

~Shawna K. Whaley