WAITING FOR TOMORROW

Was a cloudless sky, sunshine all around
One less morning to go before summer arrives
Was a difference now with longer daylight
Warm winds sweeping across the open ground
Better days coming with growing of daylight
Hoping for wonderful happenings that will be
Looking forward to garden time again
Along with other great things of natures sight

Wanting twilight hours to hurry to another day
Most thought ready for tomorrow, much better
Every night streetlights tell it's time for bed
Asleep waiting for dawn to come my way
A hooting owl has said his peace once more
Did drift on into dreams to wake at last
Was now able to look at tomorrow it seems
Once again bright sun peered in my window
The sounds of night was heard then it past

Then comes the day's first knock on my door
Someone in such a short while, this day just began
Having heard the first steps in the hallway
These were friends of a divine day once more
Having found happiness with friends is meant to be
Everybody drops by to make this day complete
Another nighttime brings about a lonely room
All worth the living with loving the people you see


FADED PICTURES

Them times caught up in life we're aware
A wonder of it all we will sigh in ah
To recall black pictured images of old folks
Our thoughts leave faded foot steps there
Those mindful casts of away back then
Everyone now lost days hence gone forever
One's true love did pass on a very special day
These pictures in my mind, shall relive again

Most days with scenes in a wandering thought
A rave of men with fedora hats taken off in church
While most women wore the Eugenie hat style
Had seen this always in church, I never forgot
Was showing the holy respect to our almighty this way
Wore our Sunday best in the house of the Lord
Came a lonely bell sound off in the distance
Now Sunday ringing reminds me of yesterday

Came some reminding moments in a dream last night
A voice calling out upon winds of lost time
Them unanswered whiles as I searched my mind
Then a new day came to fade them from sight
Have kept old pictures with memories of love
Those lost times revived just once more
Our day will come to be lost with life
Comes the glory event of open doors up above

    SOMEONE'S CULPRIT

    In school stood up for brother's as well as my sisters
    Then was punished by the teacher with a razor strap
    No one ever is truthful claiming to be innocent bystanders
    To always stand up for my rights with the instigators
    The ex wife's boyfriend tried to cut my head off one day
    He had a javelin swinging it at me many times to cut me
    To save my self kick him in the crotch four times or more
    His head came forward, busted his nose, then he ran away

    The ex wife called the police to have me charged with assault
    Nobody heard my side of the story, which was the truth
    All I was doing was trying to save my life any way one could
    Her along with the boyfriend cooked up lies that it was my fault
    At the court case they charged me then went on probation
    This boyfriend had serious concession on the critical list
    As for me they sent me to Napanee prison for four months
    What her and him said was a two way liars bad combination

    Here as a young boy a mother was beating on me every day
    From childhood on up was always the culprit no peace of mind
    One night company came in winter to stay over night
    The blankets were all given to these people, I had nothing to say
    When the fire went out this boy pees on the Morris chair a lot
    In the morning because of this accident was beat with one cordwood
    If my father had not been there our mom would beat me to death
    For being the person she called a culprit this is what I got
    Had devoted my time to helping others the thank part never came
    Here in these people's world being deceitful was the role they knew
    Never truthful using their charm to manipulate these people
    No matter who you helped the culprit part ended up the same
    Here in a perplexed world of so and so's they lie their way
    Always the people who cause the problem claim their innocence
    So much conniving through the ignorance of an obnoxious world
    Must we wait for an understanding that will come some day


    WHO TO BELIEVE

    Seems humble people become the commandeered one's
    How strange is the world of wonder with its forbearers
    Despite you integrity watch out for users of the world
    Once betrayed, twice shy watch out for some more reruns
    There is never sure hope to congratulate you forever
    For the grace of boldness, do not confide ever, there's
    intentions
    A sincere heart is always used to manipulate your kindness
    For who's sake do we grant some trust, my say always is never

    In my hour of need no one comes around they are just to busy
    Ever since Murphy's Law whatever it is there is no change
    Being the narrator am trying to find decent people in the world
    Forever there is nice pleasant people that are not really
    trustworthy
    My thoughts of only truth are for different yours of only lies
    As for some people out there they are only obstacles in my way
    With kindness all things can be found while choosing good
    friends
    The fibbers come in groups of thirteen not one soul ever denies

    My anticipation is to rid the space of do-gooders when possible
    Come to a pause for a little while to enjoy a days silence
    Want deceit to be unfounded stricken from our everyday lives
    Under oath is a crutch to hide the truth that is probable
    Have found so many examples of humanity no straight shooters
    The innocent are always taken because of their good humour
    Looking after my affairs whole heartedly checking them twice
    For a month of Fridays have had none of them household
    snoopers

    It's not what we do, it's how we present ourselves each day
    Those that tell the truth are not always clearly understood
    The truth is who ever is trusted with good advice always
    For a life time have had a motor mouth with much to say
    Must keep most things to your self was someone's advice
    Do not let a lonely heart lead me astray, know what to do
    Beware of wretches on the prowl with plans up their sleeves
    Some people who want something that's why they are nice


    CASTING LOVES SHADOW

    Let's build our human fort where everybody can attend
    Go the second mile for happiness it is well worfh the time
    Can we carry out with both word and deed make a pleasing
    day
    For sure designated friends names should be plausible to send
    As a matter of facf whichever bonefide action works real good
    When the starlight of justice is reveled claim who you are
    With your mortal nature rendered do the very best you can
    A delighting partner possessing trust we would help him all we
    could

    Just declare full truth then love for all will follow close behind
    Our home ground with akin shall not be touched by malice foe
    Use kindness it begins all good things in this great land
    Been with gulosity it ruins the day, stop your dealing with this
    kind
    Some that are the most devoted should be presented the
    honour roll
    To fulfill tomorrow's needs must get in readiness tonight
    Best to arbitrate them people that are most deserving an
    award
    There is justification indeed in the world for everyone all foil


    Better to embrace gracious beings that fit and be tied by a fool
    Them old fashion ways have to see as to what pleases who
    One's love has purpose as well as grace to be your own
    contender
    Hearts held in splendor are accomplishing good stature as a
    rule
    Those pondering useless people do not amaze me, nothing
    gets done
    According to hope it appears there might be gestures from
    some
    The ambitions of life we are not eager to belong to charity
    Some spongers humble themselves to share inhumanity stuff
    everyone

    Many time have felt the compunction of an awful demise
    The future turning into a whole lost world devastating one's
    heart
    Was days when death occurred knowing for sure was an
    absolute thing
    Have needed instructed days of helping just get a fellow
    through
    How about please help me, considered merited that would be
    wise
    Also sought eagerness as a helpful moment to clear a man's
    mind
    Was no answers came from a silent room while a clock ticked
    away
    Had looked outward into a lamp lite room wondering about
    tomorrow
    Did initiated things that made a life, now there is not anything I
    find


    RESENTFULLY TRUDGING ALONG

    Had fixed everything firmly in my mind walk where I want to
    Shall become to overwhelming to be recognized out there
    Have set a stage to get peoples attention as never before
    As for me do not believe in infinite kindness, leaving it up to you
    Do not ask me any questions, have no answers of logic
    anymore
    It's called an ineludible time frame resisting all good times
    Will wear a poppy for an everyday occasion to get attention
    Need not show me any doctrines to be faithful what fore

    Here's is a man's reputation, not as before, a disgrace to
    honour
    Want to be arrogant not capable of error, snooty as can be
    With no desire for passion, cannot smile anymore be hectic
    No one can demerit such a mood because it's my sad hour
    Am lacking the necessary ability to be sane again
    Good hospitality has gone out with the bath water, gone
    forever
    Better not to strive wholeheartedly best sleep half of the day
    Need no offerings it will infuriate my temper to being mad

    Have to become overwhelming to be recognized being upset
    Walk with a scowl to animate an untrue face from the nurds
    Not eloquent as things use to be, have a rotten mood to
    declare
    An old saying was just you wait and see this is what you get
    Will not appease or conciliate sacrifices, here's a heart of stone
    It's a preamble style with closed lips not even saying good day
    Was resentfully trudging along a pathway avoiding who I am
    No need for a feather in my cap, can do it all on my own

    For these days it's an indescribable future for all concerned
    There is no absolute value to people half of them are worthless
    Had an unlimited mood being sarcastic as hell since morn
    Can be like all the rest to not get along is a lesson learned
    That parental alienation it was her who started bad vibes
    They have treated me like they want to be treated now
    Where has the love of folks gone when skullduggery comes
    around
    It must be a family of discontent using lies along with bribes

LOVES DEFINITION

There is another day
Ever serene and fair
And here comes another sunshine
Then one more darkness comes there
Never mind sadness it fades away
Never mind the silent place
There is people for you that care

Here is a brighter place to find
Here among your chosen few
Being with friends some how betwixt
Hence for all this love we can bind
Among us amid splendor so true
Forever the affection holds worth
The sunshine can bring smiles anew

Be like a leaf in a stream did not return
The past is gone leaving behind tears
We have faith for tomorrow time
With conjunction of mind sometime a concern
Some days a fragile spirit in a silent place
These nighs parley causing a sad day
Was loves spirit again we come to face

    AUTUMN BUSS

    Here it seems a sleeping landscape has come to be
    All the summer glory gone suddenly passing us by
    That earthly trend of coloured leaves scattered everywhere
    Has become a mode of a natures din place here to see
    The bare silence now plodding life's so gracious earth
    In the stillness many thoughts inspire each dawning day
    Once again raveled leafy by ways awaiting winters onslaught
    Must comprehend it's destiny with the aim of cold rath

    The weather stands forth while waiting for winter to appear
    Behold natures dues having frost embarking at morn
    In the stark stillness all the leafed tree's bare again
    There's the timely grace remaining not the same every year
    During a lifetime such winter months are to well known
    Many thoughts revived seeing floating leaves in the wind
    So long ago captivated memories come back to haunt us
    With all the leaves down it's like them past spirits blown

    The unimagined place with summers shade now remote
    For the onslaught of it all not like old time winter days
    All shall proceed to a less creative phase of a lifetime
    Our autumn goodbye by the songsters farewell note
    Every window now frosted where the sun peeps at dawn
    Soon howling wind sounds with snow covering the ground
    No more preservation of calm for now till spring again
    Now silent mornings most of the feathered one's gone

    Without any robins each morning to greet one there
    Here comes another onset to contend with as before
    At winter does not wait for Christmas to come along
    These sunsets are so gloomy with all of it's chilled air
    Must conquer the day dawning without a sun once more
    A voice calling from the north with a feeling so forlorn
    Each dawn for the first of winter makes one less day
    With all overcast days there must be something in store


    DENFIELD DAYS

    On over the crest of the village hill was our home
    To travel from London here telephone poles for many miles
    The entrance to the village was marked by a United Church
    Here the railway tracks followed the road where rabbits did
    roam
    In memory have so many joyful moments to be told
    Still remember those distant sounds of far off trains coming
    Every roadway had wigwags for crossing the tracks always
    At night a train light broke through the darkness of the village
    On Sunday morning calling people to church the big bell
    ringing

    In winter sleigh bells ringing people traveling around
    Here we were in the sleigh covered in blankets from the cold
    Every roadway drifted in by snow squalls for the whole day
    Our winters had forty feet of snow over the ground
    Had a wonderful horse that was part of our family growing up
    When Piccadilly, our horse, reach the drifts her hooves came
    up high
    To always remember them horses in their winter harness display
    After stopping for a while would tell the horse to getty up

    While the sun was downing on the horizon it was bitter cold
    Here was the village of Denfield right in a snow belt
    Being people of the times had to struggle in many ways
    Was a challenged mission of the times the story has been told
    Once in a while a reborn feeling reminiscing child times
    For sure there is still good memories from good old days
    Them days in winter when we had to dig to get from our homes
    In winter is was a muffled sound when the church bell chimes

    No buses we walked to school through the driving snow
    The teacher walked the railway tracks to get to the school
    Only heating was a furnace in the classroom to keep feeding
    wood
    Had a toilet outside called a privy if we wanted to go
    Water for drinking or washing came from an outside pump
    This hand pump had to be primed every time it was used
    At break time everyone brought an armful of wood to burn
    There was a wood rack each armful of wood we did dump


    URBAN URCHINS GARB

    Every day we were ridiculed by our peers for being poor
    The knees and seat of our trousers were patched back then
    In winter all of us wore gumboots made of rubber causing stink
    Had mackinaw coats black in colour weighed a ton for sure
    One of our peers mother called us the urchin children then
    Could not afford dinner buckets had to use honey pails
    Seems we took jam and peanut butter sandwiches every day
    With a family of seven children we managed as one can

    Coles school was a mile away, with having eight hour classes
    Was a big belfry on the school house that rang at recess and
    noon
    All the summer months wore sneakers giving stinky feet
    People were so cruel to not so well off people with patches
    A boy named Larry Wallace said you are wearing my shirt guy
    Then in rage said to him try taking it off of me Mr. Big Shot
    His mother came to the school to tell the teacher what I said
    The teacher strapped me giving me six on each hand that day

    All the donations from the Sally Ann was for four girls now
    For each school day morning hated getting up because of the
    peers
    Always remember our first orange in our lunch for school
    When my brother Bill was given a new bike had to say wow
    My bike had to earn some money to buy it while in grade six
    With the youngest brother he had to buy his bike also
    One award but not all was not fair it degraded us always
    Having a used bike it always breaking down again to fix

    Here was me the protector for my sisters and brothers then
    One day Don Small almost choked my brother Bill to death
    Right away pulled him off of my brother then punched his nose
    When I had finished with him his nose was busted, blood
    coming down
    For fighting the teacher took the razor strap till my hands were
    sore
    Said to the teacher no one touches my family while I am
    around
    There was no peer ridiculing any more because they knew
    better
    Was so tired of people calling us urchins could not take it
    anymore

PASSING MY WAY

Had recognized someone passing my way
An old friend not forgotten of years passing
Having changed so much from them times before
After recognizing him, had plenty to say
With aging not the same person to see
That youth look lost, now gone to wrinkles
Them moments in time now rendered too old
These days now we are the elders to be

There were so many thoughts that came to mind
Where our knowledge comes along with years
Had remembered friends in the work place
Only some of them were the good buddy kind
So soon those retirement days came to stay
These days want to forget as elder times
A mind wondering where yesterday went
Should this senior linger in thought any way

Am now reaching out onto streets of old
A mind plodding along unforgettable paths
Always in search of dreams of lost hope
Having now a shorter time to prosper it's told
Each future day comes, how slow our pace
So many events with pain occur each day
You're not the same person you one time were
Not ourselves today we wear a new face