Silent Heroes

There are people I know, silent and strong,
who carry the load and carry on
with secret pain or ailments deep,
unable to dodge illusive sleep.
You'll never know from outward glance
the detail, the time or circumstance,
but evidence is seen of conquered strife
in the pure appreciation in moments of life.
These heroes I know you may see each day
as they quietly press forward and make their way
through the pages of your life.  Open your heart and know.
You will be enriched....   you will be touched...   you will grow.

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Anthem

Coffee shop, corner booth, he sits alone.

Empty seat across from him with cup unattended.

He sips and smiles, gazing miles back in time with whist

Every Thursday, six p.m., silence appended.

Three quarters of an hour, two quarters on the table,

He steps away to venture out.

The empty space at his side tangible, he slightly leans

Honoring her presence, now without.

Do we ever take time to discover

How much there is to grow?

Will we ever understand the drive

Or fully strive to know,

What pleasures, what pain the mind retains

To carry one soul along?

Hear my song.

Her house is clean, immaculate in space,

Each room carefully tended.

No echoes rebound, nor escape of sound,

The emptiness of laughter now ended.

Frames of silver, plastic and wood ever filled,

Golden curls and blue eyes dancing within,

Now fully grown, miles overflown

Too long away from mother’s skin.

Do we ever take time to discover

How much there is to grow?

Will we ever understand the drive

Or fully strive to know,

What pleasures, what pain the mind retains

To carry one soul along?

Sing my song.

Be strong enough to live the moment,

Take chances, slow down and learn.

Don’t be satisfied with daily grind

Know what and why you yearn.

The years go by and you find they've flown,

Too quickly the pages turn.

Then one day your landmarks gone

Save for bridges burned.

Do we ever take time to discover

How much there is to grow?

Will we ever understand the drive

Or fully strive to know,

What pleasures, what pain the mind retains

To carry one soul along?

Live my song.

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