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Friday, March 18, 2022

Thursday, March 17, 2022

Teach Me To Love

 



Teach Me To Love 


I know a lot about a lot of things

And a bit about a few

But all I really want to know 

Is how to find a love that's true.


I'm very highly educated

And most definitely well read

But all I want is to get in my heart

What's always been in my head.


They say I am a pretty girl

And intelligent and fun

So why can't I with all my gifts

Find my one and only one?


I don't think that I am all that shy

Nor am I all that bold

But I'd do anything to find

True love before I'm old.


'Cause life without the song of love

Is just not life at all

There is no reason to have a voice

If no one hears you call.


I see so many couples

Walking hand in hand

Happy women smiling at

Their happy smiling man.


But love just passes by my heart

Like I'm not even there

As lovers lie and make me cry

And prove that they don't care.


I do not know what I do wrong

Or what love wants of me

There's something there that I can't hear

And something I can't see.


Maybe love wants no part of me

And maybe love I'll never find

But  if I had a teacher to teach me to love

Maybe I could make it mine.


It's worth a shot, what have I got

To lose but a broken heart?

I've got to stop this giving up

Before I even start.


I've got so much inside of me

To give to someone else

I've saved up love all of my life

But lived loveless and bereft.


I know I can make someone happy

And I would treat them right

So I'm here to sign up for your course

Can you teach me tonight?


I'll be a willing student

For you know of love's sweet charms

 And I'm here to learn how to make love come

And hold it in my arms.


I'll got a home here in my heart

For love to live and stay

And I'll gladly give it to the one

Who won't throw that love away.










©By Voo

July 7, 2019

7:14 p.m.

Wednesday, March 16, 2022

The Great Scheme of Things







The Great Scheme of Things



Words don't fail him but sometimes thoughts
Are suspended in his head like helium balloons
Full of ideas, hopes, wishes, prayers
They pop in out of the ethereal
Out of the indigo blue and with a certainty
That almost frightens.

The world speaks to him in quiet voices
Unknown tongues that are somehow familiar
Pleas rise up to his ears from the forests
The green grass calls his name
As though he were a friend
And the rivers pay respect.

This land he exists in, survives in, lives in
Is a precious commodity to his soul
Sometimes it's easy to forget
With all the clamoring chatter of technology
Just where you came from
Until clear reality slaps you in the face.

But in his dreams, he sees the new born mountains
Hears the eagle's cry and rushing waters
Feels the breath of morning wind
Wash his face as innocent
As his beloved baby boy
And he remembers what is real.

Education is a wonderful thing, he thinks
But what really matters
Is the freedom to think in the silence of peace
Turn off the world, turn off the phone, turn off the news
And bask in the wonder of a rainbow filled sky
To gather his family in the ark of his arms.

The world has come so far!
And has so far to go!
He wonders if he'll see it come to it's fruition
Whatever that may be.........
But in the meantime, there are plans to be made
Work to be done, bridges to build.

Friends to be met, songs to be sung
Poetry to be written and dreams to be dreamed
What really matters cannot be found within four walls
Inside a box of computer chips, cell phones, fibre optics
Virtual reality, nanotechnology, holograms and milligrams
In the great scheme of things, those things matter little.

He knows what matters
He sees it in his children's faces
The smile on the lips of his wife
The giggles, the fun, the yelp of the dog
The laughter that makes the sun
At the end of a rainy day.

Life is hard
But life
Can be beautiful
If you make it so
And he makes it so
He makes it so.

          

©By Voo
September 23, 07
For Professor Lance Strate
As promised.