*thought attack*

if I can't see the good in someone...

then,

what good am I?

sofair

no way man, not fair
just when i've endured it all
someone comes along
makes me feel like fourteen
when the world was huge
and i didn't even know
my butt from an anthill

her name starts with d
we met in late spring
sunday school picnic
we chased little kids around
she cursed my nephew
which made me kinda grin
my mind had forgotten her

but i'm starting to wonder
did she color that next year?
girls are shy at first
then they get annoying
but most of the time
i'm just the opposite
flirted like a mad man

till that fall, at least

the perks of eighth grade
oldest class in the building
plenty of distraction
i must have buried it deep
so, yah, i had feelings
but after a while
my fickle wonder turned

then i got a second look
by then she was married
expecting a wee one
i was happy for her
as much as i could be
of her i was still critical
bugs were still biting

years and years go by
in a different setting now
here a new face haunts me
with angelic grace to match
took a lifetime to realize
she had unlocked the vault
the other shoe had fallen

toilet paper in hand
i go out to the anthill
till i wake from a sleepwalk
just glad the Good Lord
still teaches me things
even tho it hurts
and makes for long days

it's so fair, it's so right

amen.

mmm

cookouts...warm weather...music...laughing...friends...enchanting evenings

statement

i'll be the first to admit
i'm not very flexible
others have said it
and i have to agree

today it was different
it rained some outside
and it stormed some inside
for me and the world it seems

it's good to vent
to someone who listens
but when it only scraches surface
there's more dealin-with-it to do

so we shut down for a while
somewhat by choice
somewhat by necessity
and got down to it

god is the friend
of a contrite heart
when you reach rock bottom
nowhere to go but up

and when a rock hits the pond
it makes a splash
and there are waves
how big is your paper boat?

so it all comes down
to the heart of the matter
what's the matter with the heart
pray your head understands it

even tho we're hangin on
and living on phenylephrine
tomorrow is just around the bend
and i can't wait to see what it brings