How Lucky We Are

When daylight fades

Darkness falls so sweet

Curtains are drawn

And our dinner is done

 

The children all bathed

Softly tucked into bed

Prayers have been prayed

Favorite books have been read

 

How lucky we are

to have all of this

Thank God I’m alive

And that I’ve been blessed

On this peaceful eve

Just you and me

 

When the lunches are packed

And the schoolbooks are stacked

All your candles are lit

In our comfy chairs we sit

 

You read for awhile

I fuss with the fire

Eyes meet and we smile

You’re my hearts desire

 

How lucky we are

To have each other

Thank God I’m alive and that I’ve discovered

My only you, my only you

How Lucky We Are ©      Gene Halloran

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Writer’s Soul

A Writer’s Soul

You’ve got a writer’s soul
So many stories aching to be told
You’ve got a painter’s eye
And colors on the palette to express
just how the ocean meets the sky

You’ve got a poet’s heart
And when the damn bursts
The dizzying motion of emotion
meeting mind
Merging, crafting,
shaping thought, feelings into words
Burning image after image to scraps of paper, torn brown shopping bag, napkin, smartphone, laptop, desktop,
Seashell scraping wet sand
Of what’s been brewing
Stewing inside
You’ve got a writer’s soul

My Attention

She demands
every ounce of my attention
Truth is
I wouldn’t offer any less
At times
Just sitting back and watching her                                                                                   Has a way of bringing out my best

Often I wonder how I got here
It just doesn’t matter anymore
Was it luck or was it fate I fell upon
The road that leads to you

Some people
have a way with money
With that
I’ve had no luck
Some seem
to have a way with love
With what you’ve given me
Feels like
I’m worth ten million bucks

I give her
every ounce of my attention
She won’t
accept any less
At times
I just stare in awe and watch her
She takes care of all the rest

Often I wonder
How this path led me to you
It’s the one road I’ve ever travelled
Not tinged by some regret

If she didn’t stop me
cold in my tracks
When our stars aligned
Who knows where you’d find me
Wasting precious time
Looking for the road that leads to you

How’s the weather?

Hoping the weather’s finally getting better
It takes a lot of tears moving past what you’ve been through
Maybe the sun is shining brightly on you today
Maybe the clouds have parted and blown away

How’s the weather where you are?
Maybe the storms have passed by now
For you at last
Stargazing last night I had this funny feeling
how very small we are in the scheme of things
And dreamed that I could wish away the things that left you reeling.
Let your troubles slip away like the falling stars
Let your troubles slip away like the falling stars

You could sure use a lucky break
Sometimes the luck you make
Is found among the chances you take
Open up the door and take a step
outside
Start up the car and take yourself for a ride
Go ahead and grab the bull by the horn
Our days are numbered don’t waste another morn

How’s the weather where you are?
Maybe the storms have past now
and you can relax
Meditating last night I had the strangest feeling
How very small we are in the scheme of things
I dreamed that we can wish away the things that leave us reeling
Let your troubles drip away like candle wax
Let your troubles drip away like candle wax.

Intro

I’m working on developing the habit of writing every day. Not worrying about if it is good or bad writing, just keeping the words flowing. This has been something that I’ve wanted to do for a long time. I am running out of excuses and obstacles. I’ve been reading Gretchen Rubin’s book “Better than Before” about developing good habits and discarding bad habits and decided to put some of her methods to the test.