Is It Crazy

Is it Crazy
By Joeysguy

Sounds in my house that I hear

I relate some to my wife being here


I have pictures all around the house

Everywhere pictures of my spouse


I think of my wife still being here

Like saying I’m sorry or excuse me dear


So much is different in my life

I lost the normal when losing my wife


I’ll sit and pound my heels on the floor

Sometimes till a foot is sore


Sometimes I’ll take a drink

It helps me to relax and think


Thinking about everything I had

My life feels hopeless and sad



Some nights I think when I go to bed

Will I wake in the morning or will I be dead


As crazy as it may seem

Sometimes I may let out a scream


When leaving home I say, see you later to my souse

I’ll say I’m home when I enter the house


I know some things are crazy that I do

I don’t want to write it and tell you


This poem could be very long

Then people would know I’m really a dingdong

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

My Last Balloon

My Last Balloon

By Joeysguy

On special days I fly a balloon to my wife

Who is no longer here in the physical life



I release them during the morning light

I can watch them go out of sight




The balloons go up and away

Taking a path that I will take someday




I write messages on the balloons

Sometimes I put a note in the balloons




Before releasing them I give them a kiss

Till my last balloon, I will keep doing this




Each balloon carries a little extra part

They carry a piece from my heart




For me this is one way of keeping something together

So I can be with her forever




A little piece of my heart in each balloon

With my life’s end to follow soon



On a special day that would be my goal

If my last balloon was my soul