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BASIC MATH COMES BACK

When I was in school my grades were adequate although I much preferred to play

I never thought concepts learned back then would be applicable today.

 

I knew basic math was vital…that’s drilled in from the start

But I didn’t know it would come to play such a vital part.

 

There were things I thought had nothing to do with math 

like when I became aware

Life is much more effortless when it is a life we share.

 

The more people who share our sorrow, who help and reassure

The easier our sorrow is to handle…the longer we endure.

 

And when we share our happiness with family and friends

like ripples on the water, that feeling never ends.

 

I have often wondered about this...why does this phenomenon exist?

Is there something in the universe, some teaching I have missed?

 

Sorrow and happiness have certain properties 

when we individually bear them

but both can change dramatically

when we chose to share them.

 

When we share our sorrow we start to feel it less…

and less, and less, and less

and happiness, when shared, grows to even more happiness!

 

The solution is quite simple and should serve as a guide…

When shared…our sadness is divided 

while shared happiness is multiplied.

 

Imagine that! The answer lies in basic math--all those years ago conveyed

Perhaps if I’d paid more attention, I’d have earned a better grade.

 

And it wouldn’t have taken me this long to do the math

And become exceedingly aware…

 

That Life is much more effortless when it is a life we share.



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ALL THE PEOPLE I HAVE KNOWN

When I stop and take a look at my life now that I am well past fully grown

I like to think how I’ve been blessed by all the people I have known.

 

Certainly there is my family, my children, my grandchildren and my wife

but what about all the others people who have helped to shape my life.

 

Some were with me from the start but are gone now…to my dismay

Some have been here many years…others merely crossed my path along the way

 

Some I’ve known by name others I never really knew…but I’m still glad

at what they all have given me…at the impact they have had

 

I’ve known mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters…aunts and uncles too

I’ve known teachers, students, and children who helped to mold my point of view.

 

So many people I have met whose influence I can’t ignore

from priests, professors, bus drivers to baggers in the grocery store.

 

I’ve known mechanics, fishermen, lawyers…waiters and waitresses galore

all who made me think a little differently than I had thought the day before.

 

I’ve known authors and musicians…I’ve loved their melodies….their words

I’ve been changed by every book I’ve ever read and every song I’ve ever heard.

 

I could go on and on because in my mind a host of faces are now blending

You might say when it comes to the people in my life…the list is never-ending.

 

And I imagine it’s the same with everyone

For no one ever lives their life totally alone

No…we are who we are today

 

because of all the people we have known.



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Had Forgotten

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TURN YOUR SOUND ON

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WHY?

There are so many breathtaking moments as the days drift idly by…

so much we’ll never quite understand… 

so many times we’ll be wondering…why…

 

Why…for instance as life constantly adjusts and rearranges…

the moment you decide to change your life

is the moment your life changes?

 

Why…the moment you go as far as you can see…

do you begin to see much more

because once you reach this point…

you see farther than you ever saw before?

 

Why…the moment you decide to be a happier person

when you stop and think it through

is the moment you begin to be happier

and the world seems happier, too? 

 

Why…the moment you begin to find joy in the little things

where you live and work and dwell

is the moment you begin to find joy 

in the bigger things as well?

 

And why I wonder…when you’re out chasing butterflies

as many are won’t to do

the moment you stop chasing them

 

is the moment they land on you?


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DON'T FORGET THE CHANGE

How often do we cross paths with people only for a moment…then

once that moment’s over… our paths never cross again?

 

 

She came into the bookstore with her mom…they went to separate nooks.

Her mom headed to the latest fiction…she…to children’s books.

 

She quickly found a book…then sat in a chair to read it…

“Mom!” I heard her yell across the store….“You see this book…I need it!”

 

“You still have some birthday money.” her mom said, “take it out…and count.

You can buy that book all by yourself…if you have the right amount.

 

“Can you tell me how much this book is?” she asked in a voice low and refined…

“Sure.” I said as I smiled at her.  “That’ll be eight dollars…ninety-nine.

 

She reached into her pocket…I could tell that she was thrilled

as she laid out on the counter… a pile of crumpled bills.

 

She counted each one to herself…at a slow and steady pace

and when she finished counting…a smile crossed her face.

 

“I’m pretty sure I have enough.” she said proudly…(this time I was thrilled)

As she handed me in her outstretched hands…nine still crumpled bills.

 

I counted each one as I un-crumpled them…I said, “Why yes you do.”

(I didn’t have the heart to tell her with tax…it came to nine dollars sixty-two.”)

 

Luckily in my pocket…I had my own crumpled dollar bill

which, when she wasn’t looking, I slipped into the till.

 

I rang her up, handed her the book…and with everything arranged

she started to walk away when I called out, wait…don’t forget your change…

 

I handed her the thirty-eight cents…and her smile…I’ll never forget

Just to see that smile on her face was worth going one crumpled dollar in debt…

 

I wonder if the lesson here as we randomly encounter people

as pleasantries we exchange…

Is to understand if we’re lucky 

 

we all leave with a little change.


THEY CAME TO ENTERTAIN US

They came to entertain us…high school students from St. Augustine

They came to dance…and I have to say their dancing was anything but routine.

 

And they were beautiful, these students, they came in all shapes and kinds

most of them were deaf…and a few of them were blind.

 

I saw the joy upon their face…never once did I see fear

as they danced…and performed together…to music they could not hear.

 

I love to experience moments when my consciousness expands

like watching students who couldn’t hear…dance…while singing with their hands.

 

I love Spanish, French and Italian…romance languages not to be missed

but I wonder…is it possible to add sign language to that list.

 

Spanish, French and Italian are pleasing to the ears…which comes as no surprise 

but signing is the only language that’s pleasing to the eyes.

 

There was a point in their performance when one of the students just by chance

put his two hands out in front of me and invited me to dance…

 

I could hear the music playing…I even knew the song

so I threw off my inhibitions and happily went along.

 

I forgot, however, I have no rhythm…the best I can do is prance

but the young deaf boy was patient and he showed me how to dance.

 

And though he didn’t improve my rhythm…he got me dancing to the beat

and I discovered the joy of music wasn’t in my ears or the joy of dancing in my feet.

 

As I tried to follow his movements…as I tried desperately to keep pace

I found the joy in me that moment could be found upon my face….

 

We all enter this world with certain limitations as well as certain gifts

And as I sat back down in my chair it made me wonder if…

 

The purest joy of life…as these students so easily express

 

Is to never take for granted the wonders we possess.


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Hung

Hanging by a thread, reel me in

Give me something to believe in

Trying to catch up, but it feels like I'm running in sand

I'm terrified of these demons in demand.

 

...the gallows echo my name.

 

Hanging by a string, lying low like fen

I need to be born again, like Jesus of Nazareth

Lost & trapped

My mind is a labyrinth.

 

...the hangman shrieks my name.

 

Hanging by a rope now, instead of a thread

This demolition course of a life,

Now has me dead.

Cut down by the scythe.

 

...the grim reaper carries my head. 

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FOOTPRINTS IN THE LEAVES

It’s been said a million times before…but since we know time can be fleeting

‘Take pleasure in the little things’ is a phrase that’s worth repeating.

 

As an illustration of this point I offer now to you

a day that was filled with little things…little things…times two.

 

Two people take a morning walk…leaving two sets of footprints in the leaves

along the way they hear two mockingbirds chirping in the trees.

 

They pass two people walking…their pace a little slow

what’s slowing down their walk is simple…they have two dogs in tow.

 

Two sets of smiles quietly exchanged in a beautifully natural setting

Two people pause a moment…for two dogs in need of petting.

 

Two eagles sitting on a pole…it is their normal place for meeting

Two people stop and wave to them…it is their normal way of greeting.

 

Two smoothies shared for breakfast keeping two people healthy and alert 

Two tuna melts at a cafe for lunch…and two donuts for dessert.

 

Two people moving silently together…two bodies at Tai Chi

Two people watching TV together…a documentary.

 

Two people reading in their bed…two people turning out their lights

Two people glad they spent this simple day together…

two kisses…

two good nights.

 

Two people drifting off to sleep…and as their dreams take wings…

Two smiles on two people’s faces….as they dream of little things

 

Of donuts, tuna melts, and eagles…of birds chirping in the trees

 

Of smoothies, dogs and a morning walk leaving footprints in the leaves.


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THE GREATEST ADVENTURE

As children they loved listening to fairy tales

of adventures…large and small

then once upon a time they discovered

life …is a wonderful fairy tale

 

and…the greatest adventure of them all


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