dysfunctional families

art is the flower

art is the flower 

birthed out of cemented pain

I believe in a child's heart

I believe once it's made up

it will forever be steadfast

A child will be forever young

despite how they grow up real fast 

what they mean to you is different than what the same child means to me 

I'm one child's old man

his young life full of unimaginable difficulty

I see a unique mind about to bloom

I think about how he sees the world

I won't have to wonder too much longer 

art is the flower 

birthed out of cemented pain

 

art is the flower 

birthed out of cemented pain

My son was born in the year twenty seventeen

That year I thought I was achieving Pike's Peak

when I thought I was flying high

to my lady, I was flat 

like Aroostook county plaine

He experienced bad things 

turmoil is like mental oil 

dysfunctional family life brings

I don't worry about the life behind me

I look forward to the future because 

art is the flower 

birthed out of cemented pain

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Many Miles To See A Smile

                                                                                  

Always on the road, sometimes I'd halfway be asleep,
But every mile worth it, cuz this love is not skin-deep,
Your struggle has been difficult, so many different yards,
Just seeing the smile on your face was always my reward.

                                                                                    

I learned a lot of things in life, but never had I known,
A smile could be perpetual, through so many nights alone,
I don't know what you look like when I turn and walk away,
But I know by now you know my love is in your heart to stay.

                                                                                       

I tell few people of our love, their noses snub and judge,
Do they really have the right to hold love hostage as a grudge?

This undermining of love itself makes little sense to me.

 I've learned it's best let them go, keep an open heart for you and me.

 

I learned a lot of things in life, but never had I known,
A smile could be perpetual, through so many nights alone,
I don't know what you look like when I turn and walk away.

But I know by now you know my love is in your heart to stay.

                                                                                           

We'll hope there's money for the gas, and rental cars to drive,
We'll pray that street signs only cost a bumper, not my life,
I've learned to pull aside and not go down the ramp asleep.

I've learned I shouldn't dye my hair on only two hours sleep.  

                                                                                          

I learned a lot of things in life, but never had I known,
A smile could be perpetual, through so many nights alone,
I don't know what you look like when I turn and walk away.

But I know by now you know my love is in your heart to stay.

 

 

Copyright 2013

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A Poem about the family members of prisoners and some of what they must endure to support their loved ones.