New Things

Now that it's New
By: the iHope Poet

What can you say
When that one precious day
Is meant to be kept, yet
Can only be lost?

What can you do
As your family leaves you
But hope that by changing
They'll remember the cost?

Where can you go
When your home's all you know
And suddenly such
Can no longer be yours?

When will you learn
That new things have to burn
Until you decide
To accept that there's more?

When you finally let go of the past

Something better

Comes along

The Potential

To Find Myself

By: the iHope Poet

I thought I knew my heart and mind

My constantly turning desires

But now I find there’s so much more

Many secrets strewn up even higher

Sometimes I feel at the verge of perception

Others I’m too far away

But for now I’ll be seeking

A chance to discover

My new self in the near future day

we were once there...

Where Did We Go?
By: the iHope Poet     

The world was beneath us
No one could reach us
That was when all we
Ever knew

Couldn't be torn or
broken or wasted
Everything safe and
Fireproof

Now that all this pain has come our way
I can't even think of what to say

And all of the love songs
Where has the love gone
Where are the words we
Wrote for two

--

This is a mess, it's
Drowning our efforts
Making it hard to
Tell you no

Is it worth saving
All this time making
Several attempts to
Let you go

But now that all this pain has come our way
I can't even think of what to say

Our happy ever after never came
Yet all the happy mem'ries still remain

All of those love songs
Where has their love gone
Where are the words they
Sang for two

Maybe tomorrow
Maybe in years to come
We'll be back to-
-gether soon

If I could be One Thing...

Patience

By: the iHope Poet

Practice peace of mind and soul

Answer trials with strengthened goals

Try to hear what others say

Illustrate a faithful way

Exceed tolerance with love

Notice blessings from above

Carefully learn to do what’s right
Endure always in God’s Light

What it Took

By: the iHope Poet

To wait for what is frail and lost

and hope despite the trial or cost 

then find that maybe all my  strength

has been but naught against the pain

I wish I hadn't sent away

the simple things from yesterday

Because of wanting far too much 

and waste my time in dreaming of such 

The patience lost in those spare hours

is what makes life's regrets so sour

and looking back I wish I'd tried

to cherish those moments before they died

 ... I would be Patient.