Uncle

Once in the while you need to

Lay up and not drive over the water !

I am much more than some spice

In your life .

I am your uncle .

I'm older than you

And I still do not carry a filter

For my mouth !

Don't try to block me

Just try and follow me  !

The older you get  the more you

Know and truly understand .

I hope you understand all that

Some day ?

Be the best you can be

By first listening to me

And I will stir you right

With more than a cup

Of hot coffee at night  !!

                       By Brock

Without Hope

Without hope there is no tomorrow .

Without hope nothing will grow .

Without hope there will be no change  .

Without hope and God why do you pray ?

Without hope you may be ripped apart .

Without hope you have no heart .

With hope in my heart

I pray every day .

                                 By Brock

That Look

 She kissed me on the school bus .

We got stars in our eyes .

She was only mine

For just a while .

When we got off the bus ,

I got that get away

From me look .

I was 7 she was 6 .

The sun did not shine at all that day .

Would she still have that I do not

Want to touch you look in her eyes ?

I can still see her looking at me .

I am who I am .

I can feel and see that look from people

I do not know even now and then .

Oh that go away look ,

But oh that kiss.

I still feel all of it .

                                    By Brock

Feel Alive

Every morning wake - up 

With your eyes wide open .

Remember the second hug

In the morning or at night

Is just as important

As the first one in the morning

Or at night .

Make every moment

in your live rich ,

Give everyone a good time

When you can .

I'm not here for a long time .

Don't steal anything from anyone .

Don't let a man think that you

Stole something from him

Because then nothing  is the way

It was ever again .

Try to make the good times last .

You will feel better about yourself

And the people you run into each day

By just feeling alive today

and every day ,

                             By Brock

My Own Hopes

Today my plate is full .

I have my own hopes .

They say I can have

What I never had .

I know you listen to me

All night long .

I can not always express

What I emagine .

I was told by someone ,

Who was wiser than I

One night ,

When you survive something ,

That is a reason to celebrate .

I was also told to cast all your anxiety

On Him

Because he cares for you .

Your own hopes are his to

And he loves you .

                         By Brock

What Is Love

What is love ?

Love is never on sale

But only to be given away

In many ways .

It is not always easy

To make , but easy to show .

There are all kinds

And sizes of love !

You should never cover it up

Sometimes it is just not easy to see .

With love there is excitement

For everyone to share it .

You can get wrapped all around

It still yet after all this

Love may even hit you too .

                                  By Brock

Use It

Its not what you have

But how you use it .

You have life and life is fragile

Handle it with a prayer

And that's not all .

Always handle your life with care .

You know it takes the same

Amount of energy  to believe

As to worry .

Believe in yourself and always

Use your body wisely .

                             By Brock

A Friend

A friend will play , work

Cry and laugh with you

Just because of who you are .

He will always pray and worry

About you too .

You will ignite each other's curiosity .

Sometimes when a friend is thrown

A curve ,

A friend will come in and straighten

Things out for his friend when he can

And make things stronger between them .

By Brock

Use It

Its not what you have

But how you use it .

You have life and life is fragile

Handle it with a prayer

And that's not all .

Always handle your life with care .

You know it takes the same

Amount of energy  to believe

As to worry .

Believe in yourself and always

Use your body wisely .

                             By Brock

The Story Teller

The story telling memories .

Some days  days just become days

Until you start talking !

Talking under the stars

Is the best time for the story teller

Memories .

Sometimes they inspired me

To truly listen and to remember

The stories told by the story teller

In my family .

The story teller would tell me

You got to live the story

To tell the story

That is in your memory

Then to share it and try

To keep it all true

And try and tell it with joy

And laughter for all

No matter the age of the listeners .

Oh those story telling memories

I can still hear the story teller

Even tonight under the stars .

                                  By Brock

The End Of My Prayer

At the end of my prayer

What can I do ?

I know I truly belong to the Lord  .

I love him with all my heart ,.

He is always in my shoes .

He helps me sleep every night .

He is a world class friend .

He always plays and works with me .

If I am down,

He helps me stand back up .

We go places together .

We come out together .

We end each day together .

At the end of my prayer

I can pray again to him

Because it feels good to pray

There is no true end to prayer .

                                 By Brock

Go Fish

There is always something

Happening while fishing .

The sensation of watching

An early morning sun rise

Breaking through the leaves

Of the trees that cascade light

Down upon the lake's water .

As we begin to fish on the clear

Glass water ,

The special feeling we have

And the peaceful serenity .

A big white bird or two

Will fly high and say hi

And go sit on a high tree branch

All morning and they watch us all morning too .

Our fishing poles bind at the same time .

We never hear the tick of any clock

Or feel a tick at all on our bodies

For we all are having fun fishing this morning .

                                    By Brock

Nothing Stays The Same

With no excuse no explanation 

I'm sitting outside

Looking into space .

I am fine for the shape I'm in

These days .

My dream is as real as it seems .

It's time to move on

With no excuses no explanations .

I have a new vision

For nothing stays the same .

                                    By Brock