End of life

Sad is the day when you realize that many want to welcome you into the world but very few want to hold your hand as you leave it. No one should have to die alone! As a physician I can’t begin to tell you how many hands I have held.

Some patients had no one but many had family that couldn’t be bothered. Why? It breaks my heart that the end of life can be like this for so many.

If anyone has a clue please do tell me. I have a story I will post soon about my patient.

Sending you love from Brooklyn. Guady G

Well? What are you waiting for?

If you surrender your rights to others, they will write your story. So don’t be surprised when your character suffers or gets written out.

Take control! You can be the author of your own darn story. So stop wasting time and start writing!

Well? What are you waiting for?

Sending you hugs from Brooklyn. Guady G

The Story

It’s not about the story written

It’s about the story yet not told

Sending you hugs from Brooklyn

Guady G

That Day!!!

You stole my heart

Oh that night you did abscond after saying of me you were so fond.

You were a mere blip in my memory bank but from the present you did me yank

When I saw you had emailed from a ship that had already sailed

Catapulting me to the darn past full of memories that were a blast

What did it all signify? An impulse? Love? Or once again to defy?

I wrote back hoping it meant something but to him who absconded it meant nothing

Only a few words to mystify. A peek from where he does hide

Was the plan to make my heart go astir? Tell me! Tell me something sir!

It’s not fair to rise from the abyss. Knowing your words I surely did miss

You just severed the last ties of our bond by choosing to once again abscond

A ghost can be Casper all it wants but not to this girl who knows what she wants

Oh honeybee sweet honeybee, I know now you really don’t love me

Don’t you even worry about me. I’m as happy as can be

I want to hate you but I can not. You are my muse and I just wrote a lot

Thank you.

Let me know what you think about my poem. My muse doesn’t amuse me with his antics. I send you hugs from Brooklyn. Guady G

Guess what’s today

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

Many hugs

Guady G