A Storm

The  storm is going to cover

My dreams .

They say , you are never more alive

When you are scared .

You can not out run a storm

Even on a dare .

The humidity and the heat then the wind ,

When you run and the sky is so dark

You can hardly see

But you need to keep going .

There will be no wailing or grinding of the teeth.

When you run in a storm that is coming

You are never alone .

Angels are always near by ,

So run home as fast as you can my boy .

                                              By Brock

Push Past The Pain

Push past the pain

Fail or prevail ?

Success is a ladder

That can not be climbed

With your hands in your pocket  .

Stand Strong !

If you can believe it ,

You can achieve it .

So always push past the pain

And work for the best yet to come

And you can do it .

Just push past the pain and go forward

Not backward .

 

                            By Brock

Oh That Kiss

To kiss a pheasant in flight

To kiss a fish

To kiss my wife

To kiss my child

But to kiss my grandchild

Oh that kiss

 

                  By Brock

The Good Doctor

The good doctor needs to go

To school almost every day

Until he dies .

A good doctor should always

Carry a simple small book .

The book will say

A good laugh and a long sleep

Some listening , hope , calmness

And fun in the sun,

Some exercise  and overall feelings

And happiness  .

Just the simple things in life .

These things will help us all feel better .

The book talks about those things

Not about pills or drugs or pain.

When the doctor reads this simple book .

He is truly the good doctor .

 

                                  By Brock

It’s Time

Time is so old

Yet so brief .

Time can be sweet .

Time can be bitter .

If you sleep

Or work  or play

We need time .

Time can fly .

Sometimes we need to wait on time

Then ask why .

When we hurt

Time is of the essence .

When we go fishing

Hunting or running

Or just for a walk

Or just being with family and friends

You sure can be optimistic with the time

You have shared .

Time is always spent .

When is the right time .

I do not know

But it is always the right time

To pray .

 

                By Brock

 

Little Smiley

 

You are so real

And yet not here yet .

You have faith already

For faith is the realization

Of what is hoped  for

And evidence of things not seen .

Waiting is a sacred  time

For even in the waiting  ,

You are connected by love of your family

Even this early .

I love you little smiley .

 

                           By Brock

My Uncle Jimmy

 

They tell me I looked like you .

They say waiting is a normal part of family life ,

But you and I never liked to wait .

I remember the time I talked about a tree

To uncle Jimmy and before I knew it

He had climbed the tree and trimmed it at age 62 .

Only uncle Jimmy could tell a story

About toilet paper and the size of the paper

And how it fit on his finger !

He said he knew God and he knew more

Than most people  .

He had trouble listening to people .

I believe , I know more than people

Will give me credit for and I know God to .

I have trouble listening to people today .

I am like uncle Jimmy .

The time spent with him made a weekend

Or a week of hunting for pheasants

Or just a summer night feel like

A vacation to him and me .

I even talked to uncle Jimmy

When I ran this morning

And only he and I and God knew why .

 

                                  By Brock