Longing for Lost Love


Companionships are often broken
Let me be blunt and open
I’d rather be sunk than soaken
When love’s washed away
‘Cause losing love is torture
Misery often follows
Millions of dreams of marriage
My heart’s a sleepy hollow
I must release this sorrow
But I cling to her smile
I itch to fix this heartbreak
I’ve been a fiend all the while
When she sings, flowers blossom
When she cries the sun loses light
As she sleeps my soul is at ease
So I’m most at peace during the night
Let me know everything is all right
Even though you’ve chosen to move on
I’ll be here to tend to your heart
Anytime it’s broken or torn
And then maybe ours can mend…



To my loving sweetheart, I do admit
Even though we’re apart, my love for you will never quit.
You spark my world with your loving ways,
With pleasure that carries me through for days and days.
I miss you dearly and your pleasing personality,
That is surely pleasing and very special to me.
Truth be told, no matter how old,
Your love is so warm—never cold.
You are the one who won my heart over
Helped me to stay strong and forever sober.
You’ll always be my one and only true love,
As I thank our creator, our God above.
With you I long to be,
For a lifetime—once I’m free.
You’re more important to me than money,
You’re sweeter to me than honey.
With me—in my heart, you’ll always have a place,
For only you can put such a smile on my face.
I hope all is well for you out there,
And know my dear, how much, I-really-do-care.

1,000 Reasons


To care, it’s 1,000 reasons.
1,000 ways to feel within the 4 seasons.
To go on. To continue. To strive.
Innumerable are the reasons to be alive.
With the passing of the time, is a reason.
With the countless dying, is a reason.
1,000 trees is a reason to breathe.
1,000 trees is a reason to read.
1,000 potential “fall in loves”
Is 1,000 potential babies to breed.
Yearly missile simulations, is a reason.
A reason to act.
For 1,000 moments lived,
Are ones you can’t get back.
To convince the quitters, the ones giving up,
I have 1,000 pulls to lift their heads up.
1,000 reasons to believe in one thing,
is 1,000 reasons not to doubt.
1,000 unanswered things for each,
is 1,000 reasons to figure out.
Ignorance is a reason to learn.
Ambition, Dreams. Goals.
All reasons to yearn.
Hatred is a reason to love.
For, with every 1,000 wounded,
Should warrant 1,000 hugged.

Letter to Myself

By Sam

Dear Sam,

Get it right
Time is ticking away quickly
Stage IV
5 cm. x 7 cm.

Get it right
Spend as much time with her as possible
Don’t explode
Make allowances

Get it right
Get out of here ASAP
Kick the habit
Don’t come back

Get it right
Make the time count
Love her like never before
Hold on tight

Get it Right!

As always,

Samuel wrote this poem after learning that his mother has lung cancer. The measurements refer to the size of the tumor.

Even Hurricanes Make Flowers Grow


I was a destroyer
A fickle force of nature
Who strolled through life
Every soul I touched
Then you came into me
A storm
You ignited a conflagration
Within me
That catalyzed my transformation
Into the man you see before you
Fire burns
Not to destroy
But to transform
A change in temperament
Tempered by the slick touch
Of the woman who loves me
You have my hurricane
But even hurricanes make flowers grow