Terry Wiens Poems
|1.||Life Long Memories||5/30/2011|
|7.||Let It Come||6/1/2011|
|10.||Friends And Self||6/2/2011|
|11.||Our Travelled Road||6/2/2011|
|13.||A Parent's Love||6/4/2011|
|14.||Till Death We Do Part||6/4/2011|
|15.||The A, B, C's Of Despair||6/4/2011|
|16.||The Conflict Of Nature||6/4/2011|
|17.||Your Own Worst Enemy||6/1/2011|
|18.||The Spiritual Warrior||5/30/2011|
The Spiritual Warrior
I sit here quietly under the dark night skies,
My face is warmed by the tears from my eyes,
The glitter of stars so distant and cold,
Not unlike the love I would hold,
The night air around me is crisp and clean,
The irony of love to my soul is so mean.
I must be strong I am always told,
I’ll use up my strength before I get old,
The source of my strength is fed by love,
But how do you eat the wings of a dove,
They are beyond my reach and one of a kind,
The essence of love is so hard to find.
The food of love to strength is sweet,
You entered this world so fragile and soft,
With tears in my eyes I held you aloft,
My being pulsed with unbelievable joy,
This wondrous bundle my baby boy.
Your mother smiled watching us two,
The love we felt radiating for you,
I smiled back with a twinkle in my eye,
I never realized how the time would fly.