The Leaves Don’t Want To Leave!!

We change whether we like it or not.
We bloom so green but then fall approaches
We begin to lose life but no one takes notice!

We are vibrant in pretty colors.
Hiding our pain and fears so well this way!
In reality we forget ourselves.

Then we fall and the wind takes us away.
Winter comes and we are but a sweet memory!

Well I’m done having to leave like those that left before me!

I chose to stay for I want to be the tree.
It withstands all seasons.
Even when gone it’s roots will always remain.
I too want to let the world know…
I was here!!

Signed the Lone Leaf

Love you all
Guady G

PS Do you like the pretty pic I took with my iPhone 11?

What a sting!

Buzz buzz he liked the nectar of another flower
Now ain’t that tart, bitter and sour?

He left the hive to go out to roam
Now there’s no honey in my home!

Well I say stand up and buy your own damn honey jar. You are stronger than you think you are!

My pretty people, have a grand day. I send you love and hugs from Brooklyn.

Always remember that you are wonderful and in time you will heal.

With love
Guady G

Till Death Do Us Part

In the silence
A sound
Your voice

Calling out to me

You love me
You want me

With You

But I can’t
For I still
Want this life!

Have a fantastic Friday my beautiful people.
Hugs from Brooklyn

Guady G

Epitome of man

Epitome of man
God made you fine
I know I may not know you
But I sure wish you were mine

Epitome of man standing tall
Your shadow taking form against the wall
Being with you doesn’t seem wrong at all.

Epitome of man
Epitome of man

Come touch my hand
Come kiss me slow
Come be my man and I’ll let go.

This poem was written by me in college. Is there such a person out there? Someone perfect? We all have faults and imperfections. I think it’s more about finding someone that is perfect for us. I’m happy I’ve found that person. It’s been a journey but worth the wait.

With all my love
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn

To Be Present Is A Present

Tear upon tear
A kaleidoscope
Collection of my fears
Surmountable over the years

You with your gentle touch
A mere memory now forgotten
Your kind words an echo
In the distance

Today I’m in my present
In the know
In the now

With all my love,
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn

What’s your number? 1,2,3 . . .

Numbers
They rule us

Our income, our age, even our weight!

We succumb to their power rendering us futile !

Are we just zeros then?
No one cares for zeros
Unless they are after other numbers

Aren’t we worth more than any number?
A penny was discarded being of pure bronze and it was a rare find!

Please don’t listen to the unkind!
You are worth more than you think!

You are infinite
So just be.

With Love
Guady G