Hymn To The Immortal Wind

An old man walks along a busy city street when out of the corner of his eye he sees a discarded, trampled flower.
Yet despite is state of disrepair he finds the beauty that still sits just behind the broken flowers eye
He picks it up gently and slowly walks it home
And with all the love in his heart he tells the flower how lovely she is
How proud God must be to have made something so precious
And that despite her present state of abandonment that her life still has a plan
He plants his little flower in a garden in the front yard of his small house
A place for all passersby to see
With tender love and care he waters and feed his pretty little flower
Which each passing day he sees her grow and become more and more in the beauty she once held
A smile passes the old man's lips
Knowing he has helped restore a broken souls hope


A distraught gardner is franticly walking past small old forgotten homes
Broken hearted that his flower has become lost
He stops his walking as it catches his eye
His long lost flower, far from home planted where it does not belong
He walks to the front door and knocks and is saddening when an old man answers
Know full well that taking this flower will break the old mans heart
"Dear sir, I couldn't help but notice the flower in your yard,
She is very beautiful and I've see you spent a lot of love and care.
But this flower was grown many years ago, planted by my hands with a purpose all her own.
If it's not too much and if you can bear, I wish very much to take her back at home."

The old man turns his head and sighs, the gardener can see the tears forming in his eyes
But looks to his flower and with the slightest nod, grants the gardener his wish
The old man bends down and whispers low, a love sonnet he's told his precious night after night
With gentle care he unplants the flower, hands her over and turns away
With a reassuring hand the gardener touches the old man's shoulder
"She's in good hands, and she'll remain loved."

If I have given myself to any unworthy cause
Shatter my soul and rebuild a better me
For my intent is not to become a product of my own self-seeking
But to find a way to bring you more praise

My Heart for You

There are no words to describe my heart for you
It's bruised
Mostly broken
There's not much left for you to have
For this I'm sorry
But please, my love
Know this
I am yours and yours alone


CJG

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I have fallen down a well so terribly deep
A dark cloud covers all that I can see
With little hope in sight I close my eyes and say a prayer
Wishing love would find a way to get me out of here

Then pebbles crumble down and your face is backlit by the sun
You're always there to save the day, my forever only one

I Miss You

I made you favorite meal tonight...
Too bad you weren't here to have some
I wish you'd yell at me for changing the temperature on the stove
Or giving the food an unnecessary stir

These little things add up
They made this house our home
It feels empty without you

How I long to see your face
To hold your hand and kiss your cheek
Sit on the couch with you next to me
Holding you close and taking in your scent
I long to hear you say I love you

But all I feel is miserable
The ache inside of missing you
I still look out the window for your car
Out the keyhole, hoping to see your face
When the phones rings I pray it's you
Disappointed when it's not

When you're ready I'll be right here
Please don't forget me...

me without you

This isn't really a poem.


"I wanted to tell you I made it home safely
I wanted to tell you I love you
I wanted to say goodnight
When I woke up I wanted to say good morning
I wanted to know how slept
I wanted to find out how your day was going
I wanted to know your plans for tonight
I wanted you to know I love you
I wanted you to know I miss you
I wanted you to know how much this hurts
I wanted you to know how terrible my day was without you
I wanted to tell you
I just wanted you to know"