Happy Again... Today
by
Mary -BrytEyz- Ball
(Age: 38)
copyright 04-04-2008
Age Rating: 4 to 127
Happy Today... Again
I'm so happy today, like yesterday, again
Trying to remember why I ever cried
Forgetting the cutting pain, heart deep
When hopes died, and promises lied
But all that somehow seems unclear
Foggy, faint, and somehow faded
I was going to be a martyr, sacrificing all
For what was right, but the fight's faded
Listening to Brad Paisley's "She's Everything"
And I remember being so very sad
I remember thinking I'd lost everything
And anything I'd ever wanted or had
I recall turning that damned song off
As it tore my dreams to shreds
Before crumbling to the floor a mess
With my heart spent and bled
I remember the day, but for some reason
I just can't remember the pain
So when the song's over, I reach over to click
And let my computer play it again
I smile as I pray, only this time thanking God
Instead of asking him why not me
And I’m awed by how he listened to my prayers
Uttered desperate, demanding, and selfishly
Still he listened, and what amazes me more
He took the time to answer me
Humbled and thankful I approach him again
And again, and again repeatedly
I thank him I’m still alive, for forgiveness, and
That my children love me… and then
I thank him for my happiness over and over
Because, I’m happy today… again
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Life throws wrenches at us to stop us from finding what we need. When you throw them back, you only lesson the experience. Instead, pick the wrenches up and tighten the bolts of what you really need and move on. Life is a teaching experience and as long as you learn something...it is a good thing. This was a great write and I learned something about myself here. Thank you Mary! Anthony
Wow. That's my first thought on this. Then I feel the pain and hurt, the suffering. Yet I rise with you above all of that, triumphant in your ability to put the past behind you (where it's meant to be) and move on. So, if I really had to sum it up in two words, other than 'wow,' how about 'touching,' 'heartfelt,' 'awesome?' Oh, wait, that's three words, isn't it.
All i can really say is Thank you. As always you have created another great work. I can feel all of the feelings you portray here. "Tore my dreams to shreds." hits home with me.
You're more than welcome. ^^ Somehow, I feel that if an artist is going to receive a critique, or review, or comment, it's important for them to know the foundation for that analysis. It's always up to the artist, of course, to take what value they may find, and for whatever it may be worth to them, out of that review.
For me, it may be a carry-over from the days when I'd be asked to critique artists' paintings--some in general, some to be juried into shows. The artists expected that reasons be given for any comments. Maybe also from some habits acquired in the educational community and in the publishing community. ^^
Regardless of where my sometimes annoying XD tendency to share comes from, I think the artist has the right to know the WHY of my interpretation
of their works.
The thanks are truly mine to you for reassuring my direction...today, and tomorrow.
Frank, thanks for the kind and thoughtful words. You never stop at "Nice Poem" or "Good work"... you always expound and share WHY you thought it was good (or not). I really appreciate that and think that constructive criticism can only help us grow as writers and improve at reaching the hearts and minds of our readers. Thank you... today, and tomorrow. :-)
My Brother Wayne! How nice to "read" you again. And isn't it so true? This nasty system tries at every turn to drag us down and change our course from the straight and narrow. For some, they are distracted by an easy lifestyle with flashy "bling" ... successfully blinding them from plowing straight ahead. For me, I think Satan tries to discourage me since distraction didn't work. And I think it may have succeeded if it weren't for the loving brothers and sisters in the congregation that continue to check in on me, invite me out or over, and encourage at every turn. I am almost always last to leave the meetings because I don't want to leave the comfort of breathing in such clean "air" vs. the air of the world, I don't want the hugs and smiles and well wishes to stop, I don't want to have come back home to bitter reality Satan has laid in my lap. I can only pray that, like Job, I remain steadfast and do not "curse God and die" with this old system, you know? When I'm faced with my own trials, I have an advantage that Job did not... I KNOW where the trials stem from and why. So, during my divorce and slow agonizing death of my dreams... I smile and I pray and I thank Jehovah each and every day for giving me the strength beyond what's normal to endure, for giving me wings like an eagle so I can soar once more, for his love and his forgiveness and Jesus and the promise of Paradise. When I focus on the blessings he's given and promised... really, what are the trials in the end? I will not be afraid! What can man do to me? (Smile) Thank YOU for the kind words and wonderful comment. You, too, have inspired... I thank you for that.
Well, Sis, it seems you've done it again. Nice tight poem, well framed and sequenced, not too sing-songy, with good rhymes. And we have so many things to be happy about when we open our eyes to them, no matter what trials this nasty old world drags us through. I'm inspired. Thanks.
Wayne
From the teddy bear to the final line, this is so good! Didn't hold much back, did you? Which no one should--not if the best works are going to be shared. Along with the best (or worst) thoughts, images, feelings, loves and hates, laughters, and all the things which inspire one to inspire others.
Welcome !
