Having a Wife
by Michael A Gelb
What does it mean to have a wife
For me it was someone to share my life
Someone to love and protect everyday
To love and cherish in everyway
To have loved in the life we did share
To love so much and so much to care
In my heart to feel her touch
Having children and grandchildren to love so much
You will always be in my life
Till the end of time you are my wife
Friday, October 29, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Life's Unfair
Life’s Unfair
by Michael A Gelb
A husband and wife grow old together
You think and hope it will last forever
When you hear of children getting hurt
You hope it’s only a little fall in the dirt
So many accidents happen because of a drunk driver
Why is the drunk the only survivor
Parents hurt the children they love
Men hurt the women they should love
Some rich and famous do wrong and get a pass
Up and up goes the price for gas
The elderly get mugged and beat
Some people are hurt and left lying in the street
Women and children are molested
Children that are not protected
Men that are considered a deadbeat
People that are forced to live on the street
Children that are terribly ill
Parents can’t pay the bill
So much more of life is unfair
Lots of people that don’t care
by Michael A Gelb
A husband and wife grow old together
You think and hope it will last forever
When you hear of children getting hurt
You hope it’s only a little fall in the dirt
So many accidents happen because of a drunk driver
Why is the drunk the only survivor
Parents hurt the children they love
Men hurt the women they should love
Some rich and famous do wrong and get a pass
Up and up goes the price for gas
The elderly get mugged and beat
Some people are hurt and left lying in the street
Women and children are molested
Children that are not protected
Men that are considered a deadbeat
People that are forced to live on the street
Children that are terribly ill
Parents can’t pay the bill
So much more of life is unfair
Lots of people that don’t care
Monday, October 18, 2010
Message to Mom
Message to Mom
By Michael A Gelb
Hi mom listen to what I have to say
I will be sending something your way
Keep a look out for a balloon
A message I will send soon
Your favorite color was blue
That’s the color I will send to you
You’ve been gone just a few years
When you passed I had tears
We love and miss you your daughter and I
It’s not easy for a mother to die
By Michael A Gelb
Hi mom listen to what I have to say
I will be sending something your way
Keep a look out for a balloon
A message I will send soon
Your favorite color was blue
That’s the color I will send to you
You’ve been gone just a few years
When you passed I had tears
We love and miss you your daughter and I
It’s not easy for a mother to die
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Message in Flight
Message in Flight
by Michael A Gelb
A fellow from my group had told me
It was something that touched me
He told me about something for his wife
About releasing a balloon honoring her life
I thought I would do it for my wife
Write messages how she’s missed from my life
I love you Joey I wrote on the balloon
I kissed it and let it go up towards the moon
It went up and up into the sky
I did my best not to cry
I watched it take flight
I watched it go out of sight
The balloon went up to my wife
I will be with her at the end of my life
Up above my wife waits
Till I get to heavens gates
by Michael A Gelb
A fellow from my group had told me
It was something that touched me
He told me about something for his wife
About releasing a balloon honoring her life
I thought I would do it for my wife
Write messages how she’s missed from my life
I love you Joey I wrote on the balloon
I kissed it and let it go up towards the moon
It went up and up into the sky
I did my best not to cry
I watched it take flight
I watched it go out of sight
The balloon went up to my wife
I will be with her at the end of my life
Up above my wife waits
Till I get to heavens gates
Friday, October 8, 2010
Bandit
Bandit
by Michael A Gelb
That first day he took his own room
He doesn’t want anyone in there
Especially to sweep with a broom
From day one he’s been housebroken
He barks at me like crazy
If he were human he would be outspoken
When it comes to rodents he is daring
He’s gotten slower and other losses
One being his hearing
He has lost some of his sight
He won’t go down the stairs
I have to turn on a light
About his nose for him to smell
When I take out food
It’s like I rang a dinner bell
He won’t leave me out of his sight
He follows me around the house
He must be with me day and night
He likes outside in the cold
He dislikes summer
My dog now at 15 years old
by Michael A Gelb
That first day he took his own room
He doesn’t want anyone in there
Especially to sweep with a broom
From day one he’s been housebroken
He barks at me like crazy
If he were human he would be outspoken
When it comes to rodents he is daring
He’s gotten slower and other losses
One being his hearing
He has lost some of his sight
He won’t go down the stairs
I have to turn on a light
About his nose for him to smell
When I take out food
It’s like I rang a dinner bell
He won’t leave me out of his sight
He follows me around the house
He must be with me day and night
He likes outside in the cold
He dislikes summer
My dog now at 15 years old
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Getting Old
Getting old
by Michael A Gelb
When I was young I never thought about getting old
The years have past and I still hate the cold
When I was young I didn’t ever think
My life could pass by in just a blink
Now I’m one of the old men
It’s a big change from way back when
Some days it can be hard to get dressed
It’s a little easier to get undressed
It can be hard to put on shoes
I also need to turn up the sound to hear the news
Driving can be hard for some of us
We give up the car and take the bus
What may be hardest is to go to bed with a friend
Hoping to make it to the end
by Michael A Gelb
When I was young I never thought about getting old
The years have past and I still hate the cold
When I was young I didn’t ever think
My life could pass by in just a blink
Now I’m one of the old men
It’s a big change from way back when
Some days it can be hard to get dressed
It’s a little easier to get undressed
It can be hard to put on shoes
I also need to turn up the sound to hear the news
Driving can be hard for some of us
We give up the car and take the bus
What may be hardest is to go to bed with a friend
Hoping to make it to the end
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