What’s past is past Dwell on the past and squander the present The present is ever evolving It is on a continuous journey moving on, no returns Use it or lose it It cannot be bartered or sold as stocks It is here this minute and gone in another The past is part of our […]
The old is about to die The new waits to take its place Time slips away like a slithering snake It is here today gone tomorrow It creates a void in our hearts The door closes on 2015 and opens to 2016 Change carries with it the gift of self assessment and reflection […]
Are you ready for change The change of seasons from Winter to Summer Are you ready for change From fear to hope Are you ready for change From loss to gain Are you ready for change From heartbreak to joy Are you ready for change From hatred to love Are you ready for change From […]
The wind blows Air flows From here to there It is everywhere Can’t breathe need air Go where the wind blows Fill your lungs till it overflows Can’t keep it Got to breathe it Share it, for without it Life falls still as autumn leafs © Norma Bobb-Semple 2015
Seconds can be deducted or added Seconds matters It is so minute but still it can be broken down into pieces Seconds matters Taking a second to think Can save you a lifetime of misery Seconds matters Seconds comes and seconds goes Seconds matters Being a second late or being a […]
Is sleeping hitting the sack whether day or night and waking up more alert and refreshed Tell me what is sleeping to you? Is sleeping part of who you are you wear blinders all day and pretend not to see Tell me what is sleeping to you? Is sleeping thinking the fix in […]
Reflections are distortions mimicking unhinged doors The world tells you what it’s expectations are but low and behold it does the opposite rules are made they have to be followed by the populace unlike looking at your reflection in a river The worlds reflection is often riddled and muddled. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2015
Waking up each morning Looking in the mirror Trying to figure Whether the face I see is indeed me. I stare at it, it stares back at me I am all I see captured in that mirror is the essence of me. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2015
Integrity is like a mast on a ship without it you drift no place to go standing still like a moat. The things we do mirrors who we are. Why would I need a camouflage when I wear my own badge respect, decency, self love and integrity. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2015
Although this road is sorrows road With […]
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