Adjusting to Life's Changes with Hope… Through Poetry, Haiku, and Commentary
I walked her to her car.
“Do you think I can beat
the rain?”
I smiled, “I don’t know.
You and the rain are like
magnets!”
She smiled and drove down
the driveway.
Buckets of rain fell out
of nowhere as she drove
past our mailbox.
It was a five minute
downpour followed by
sunshine and sweet
breezes for the rest of
the day.
I couldn’t help thinking
things like that happen
only because you are
loved and very special.
another storm and
constant rain didn’t dampen
my thoughts of you love
I was watching the
wind in the trees but I think
it was watching me
it was a pleasant
eighty-eight degrees today
fall is on the way
no bread no problem
I can always find a way
to eat some hot dogs
when I am weary
my thoughts are like a puff of
smoke here there then gone
the smell of sausage
potatoes onions garlic
fills the house and hearts
family dropped by
they all started talking where
they left off last time
I was going to the store
but a dark storm is gathering
all around us
what we needed can wait
until tomorrow as a storm
seldom changes its
appointed path
unless God turns it away
we prayed to God and God
answered our prayers just
like he answered Moses
God answered Moses’ prayer
and parted the Red Sea
God answered our prayers
and moved the hurricane
away from us
but you say I am not Moses
why would God do that for
me
another said it was luck
if you believe in luck then
you do not believe in God
no such luck
because the God who was with
Moses is the same God who
is with me the same God
then and now and forever
after I cut the
lawn the backyard became a
giant bird feeder
until the black and
white cat appeared looking for
its lunch hence no birds
