Never to Return

Time is passing by
I am wasting it daily
It doesn’t seem right

Death Two

Dead is being gone
Gone is being missed by who
Who be those love you?

Death is in the air
It is the finality
It’s the beginning

Ggg

The year is ending

It contains moments gone by

Bless Twenty Sixteen

Christmas eve we sit
Here we come to worship him
Many birthday wishes.

Pointed and metal
With grace it slides into skin
There it shoots a cure?

Family moments caught
Are precious and few for us
To keep in our heart.

Painting can be fun
Paint is on the roller brush
It sprays on your face.

I’m trying to sleep
I’m listening to snoring
Awake I don’t want

Hope is a blessing
It is not here but we can see
A momment to come

Roger James Pickler