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