Treasure of Man
By Michael A Gelb
Every man has the chance
To find love and romance
Having a family with your wife
That’s a treasure of a man’s life
Mine had blue eyes and blonde hair
A beautiful face with a smile to share
The three children we had
Made me proud to be a husband and a dad
Every man’s treasure is in front of his face
Make a good life at a slow pace
I take a deep breath and let out a sigh
To think how lucky was I
Friday, April 29, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
How Young We Were
How Young We Were
By Michael A Gelb
My wife’s final day she lost the bout
At the hospital I collapsed my legs gave out
They took me into the emergency
Nothing wrong they said with me
They couldn’t see my heartache
They couldn’t feel my heartbreak
At night when I go to bed
I twist and turn with thoughts in my head
Some nights to sleep is hard for me
Thinking of my wife I wish I could see
On my neck is my wife’s wedding band
I clutch it tightly in my hand
My body is tired and with some pain
Why do I go on what’s to gain
I wish I new the end to my life
I miss so much not being with my wife
I look at pictures how young we were
That’s how I wish to be again with her
By Michael A Gelb
My wife’s final day she lost the bout
At the hospital I collapsed my legs gave out
They took me into the emergency
Nothing wrong they said with me
They couldn’t see my heartache
They couldn’t feel my heartbreak
At night when I go to bed
I twist and turn with thoughts in my head
Some nights to sleep is hard for me
Thinking of my wife I wish I could see
On my neck is my wife’s wedding band
I clutch it tightly in my hand
My body is tired and with some pain
Why do I go on what’s to gain
I wish I new the end to my life
I miss so much not being with my wife
I look at pictures how young we were
That’s how I wish to be again with her
Monday, April 11, 2011
Words of Love
Words of love
By Michael A Gelb
From heaven I wish my wife could see
The words of love that come from me
Out of my heart and into my head
Come the words I wish I had said
From my lips to my wife’s ears
Hear the words that bring my tears
Joey I will never forget
That day and how we met
You and I started as two
I look forward to again be with you
I don’t know how or when it will be
Together again just my darling and me
By Michael A Gelb
From heaven I wish my wife could see
The words of love that come from me
Out of my heart and into my head
Come the words I wish I had said
From my lips to my wife’s ears
Hear the words that bring my tears
Joey I will never forget
That day and how we met
You and I started as two
I look forward to again be with you
I don’t know how or when it will be
Together again just my darling and me
Friday, April 8, 2011
My Wife My Prize
MY WIFE MY PRIZE
By Michael A Gelb
I asked my girl to be my wife
To be mine the rest of our life
Her father gave away the bride
Her mother was happy but cried
I took the oath of marriage that day
To love her in every way
On our wedding day I said I do
Forever I want to be with you
Not many men love the same wife
I did for more than half our life
For over 50 years we were together
She’s gone but I’ll be her guy forever
Looking at my wife and into her eyes
What I see is my wife my prize
With all the love I had for my wife
It hurts that she was taken out of my life
I have to believe in an afterlife
A place where I can rejoin my wife
I want to believe so much
To again see and feel her touch
By Michael A Gelb
I asked my girl to be my wife
To be mine the rest of our life
Her father gave away the bride
Her mother was happy but cried
I took the oath of marriage that day
To love her in every way
On our wedding day I said I do
Forever I want to be with you
Not many men love the same wife
I did for more than half our life
For over 50 years we were together
She’s gone but I’ll be her guy forever
Looking at my wife and into her eyes
What I see is my wife my prize
With all the love I had for my wife
It hurts that she was taken out of my life
I have to believe in an afterlife
A place where I can rejoin my wife
I want to believe so much
To again see and feel her touch
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
God for a Day
God for a day
By Michael A Gelb
If I could be God for just a day
To do things my way
I would eliminate disease from the earth
So children would not be sick at birth
When children are healthy
Parents feel wealthy
Children should have protection
Also learn the right direction
Women have inner beauty and love
They need attention from above
I would also save the past
So some memories and things could last
I probably won’t be God for a day
But I wish these would come true anyway
By Michael A Gelb
If I could be God for just a day
To do things my way
I would eliminate disease from the earth
So children would not be sick at birth
When children are healthy
Parents feel wealthy
Children should have protection
Also learn the right direction
Women have inner beauty and love
They need attention from above
I would also save the past
So some memories and things could last
I probably won’t be God for a day
But I wish these would come true anyway
Friday, March 4, 2011
Levels of Pain
Levels of pain
By Michael A Gelb
Pain at a level of one
It’s mild and almost none
Some pain levels can match
Like a splinter and a scratch
A fall or a broken bone
Can make a person yell or moan
If you gain some weight
That can be a painful state
Even at the level of a ten
Pain differs between women and men
The death of a love has tears
That’s the worst and can last many years
By Michael A Gelb
Pain at a level of one
It’s mild and almost none
Some pain levels can match
Like a splinter and a scratch
A fall or a broken bone
Can make a person yell or moan
If you gain some weight
That can be a painful state
Even at the level of a ten
Pain differs between women and men
The death of a love has tears
That’s the worst and can last many years
Friday, February 25, 2011
A Meals on Wheels Volunteer
A Meals on Wheels Volunteer
By Michael A Gelb
We give our time and use our wheels
When we deliver hot and cold meals
Bringing our elderly and disabled a meal to eat
We go to homes on many a street
We do this to show we care
It’s a good feeling to volunteer
In the winter months we never know
Sorry when we miss because of snow
This can be our way of thanking you
The elderly, the disabled and shut-ins to
For what we do we receive no pay
Just a thank you would be okay
By Michael A Gelb
We give our time and use our wheels
When we deliver hot and cold meals
Bringing our elderly and disabled a meal to eat
We go to homes on many a street
We do this to show we care
It’s a good feeling to volunteer
In the winter months we never know
Sorry when we miss because of snow
This can be our way of thanking you
The elderly, the disabled and shut-ins to
For what we do we receive no pay
Just a thank you would be okay
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