Boys To Men

These Are My Dates

These Are My Dates

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trying to raise boys into men
No time to put paper with pen

Sitting on the dock of the bay
As my sons’ flip flop floats away

Earlier this morning the same bay took our kite
I surrender to this bay and choose to not fight

I’m reminded just how small that I am
I learn this lesson again and again

Just keeping it simple like this poem’s my plan
While raising my boys as they grow into men.

About

I am a writer, poet, humorist, screenwriter, blogger. I am not a label. Out of tragedy comes comedy. I see hysterical in the simple. This is my head. I live an extraordinary ordinary life. I am inspired, creative, passionate and fiery. I have been through and will continue. I will put it down and hope you pick it up. I am exposed, vulnerable, honest and authentic. I am sarcastic and witty. My favorite thing to do is watch life and laugh and cry and start over again. I invite you to laugh, release and lighten up with me. When life has kicked your butt, it's all about the comedy! Comedy fuels me, poetry soothes me, and dancing ignites...

Tagged with: , , , , , , , ,
Posted in ROLLING POETRY

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.

MEDIUM
On Top List
Online Marketing
Add blog to blog directory at OnToplist.com.
What I’m Doing
December 2018
S M T W T F S
« Nov    
 1
2345678
9101112131415
16171819202122
23242526272829
3031  
Bloglovin
Follow on Bloglovin