B.J. Ayers Poems

Death, an end of life, the opposite of birth,
Neither relevant nor standing alone,
From beginning to end with mountains between,
Difficult to ascend, yet few with no end.
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Nature is calling, through all its tears,
From the snow covered Mountains, to the endless shores,
It delivers a peace, that signifies strength,
From the beginning of time, Throughout the years.
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If I could share love, I would share it with you,
If I could share joy, I would make you happy
If I had your shoes, I would walk your mile,
If I could do these things, I would do them for you,
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Life is long, yet so brief,
Like a sentence, between two periods,
Like a phrase between two words,
Like the pain before relief,
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A period in time, it begins with a breath,
Memories remain, for all who knew,
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The years have passed, since our first date,
When we were young, and full of life,
Though years have passed, both good and bad,
You came to me, it had to be fate,
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The beautiful trees in a season called fall,
With bright colors, of orange and red,
A chill in the air, as trees stand tall,
Shedding their leaves, for the winter's dread
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My name is Aaron, and this is my head,
I’m a good boy, that’s what my mom said,

This is my nose, it has two holes,
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My tooth right here, it came out,
It hurt a little, but I didn't pout,

Mom said, let's keep it, and put it here,
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There’s an old man waiting,
I know he’s there,
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