It’s my birthday!!
Yay, yay, yay!!!
Yes, yes it’s today
I wish for my loved ones to have on earth a long stay
And to be healthy every day
And for true love to come my way
To dance with joy the night away
And to have a nice job with great pay
And for world evil to be taken away
Yes 54 years old I turn today
I’m glad to be here alive and healthy
It doesn’t matter that I’m not wealthy
What I lack in money I have in love
Thank you God for all your blessings from up above.
Thank you my beloved readers for reading this
Your eyes on my words is just bliss.
With all my love from Brooklyn
Tomorrow before I take a seat
Before I even start to eat
I’ll be thinking of you
I’m tremendously grateful for you
I may not know the future
But of one thing I’m very sure
I’m so happy we had the opportunity to meet
Happy Thanksgiving my lovely readers
Sincerely Guady G
To age is a blessing
To age alone is not
You were kind to others and they forgot
You wonder what the F was missing but then you remember. . .
Once upon a time you were a famous movie star
Now that you are older no one knows who you are
You had so many fans but not one close friend
Now you are alone when it is almost the end
You ignored your family and your
You only wanted the limelight and the company of fake friends
You walked the red carpet and never took your mother or father
Instead you took some glamorous other
You attended luxurious events but never with those that helped you to rise
Today you are in hospice waiting for your demise
I guess the lesson here is to appreciate how you came to be
Never forgetting family, friends and sincerity
Fame, fortune and being in the limelight
Is worth nothing if you must walk sad and alone into the night.
With all my love Guady G
It’s poetry month which means try to be a poet.
Does it mean Poe try! I’m good but not like Edgar Allen Poe. Has anyone ever read his life history? He lost his parents, his wife and his jobs. He barely made it writing and then died.
I wonder who will remember us from our writing. The great thing is we are sharing our gifts with the world. We will never be forgotten for we made an etch in this world with our words.
I share with you one of my first poems written in 2nd grade. The year was 1976.
I like my car for it takes me very far. I hop in it and go after pumping gas from either Getty or Texaco.
Yup that was a long time ago. I am grateful to my teacher Miss Pepe for giving me the assignment of writing a poem. What was your first poem? How old were you? Thank you again for reading my blog.
Guady G Hugs from Brooklyn
You won’t find a long post here. Just a short note saying I hold you dear.
I’m grateful you took the time to read this post. I feel seen and not like a ghost.
Thank you for reading , liking and following my blog. It means so much to me. If I knew how to send individual messages to each of you I would. Stay safe my lovely readers.
Hugs from Brooklyn,