Cheyenne of My Heart
If I could travel around the world
I know where I’d like to go
I’d go to a country in Africa
Where the elephants are free to grow
Their beauty is unmistakeable
They move with a grace unsaid
I can only imagine the sight
Right now, it is in my head
An elephant is a majestic
A unique mammal on earth
A blessing it would be to see them
Their look, size, and incredible worth
But, the value is not in money
It is a value that we can’t replace
To see an elephant in the wild
Is a dream I would like to chase
I hope as the time passes
If this dream isn’t meant for me
That my children or grandchildren
Will have that distinct opportunity
Photo taken by Patrick Freeman
“She’s a large adult female from the Native American family in Samburu National Reserve in Kenya. Her name is Cheyenne, and she was truly a sight to behold.”
The Secret Door
I wonder if, he’s looking down
I wonder if he can see
I just wonder if he is around
Is he watching over me?
He left this place much too soon
He left and went away
He just left to a heavenly spot
Did he know he couldn’t stay?
When he was sick, I couldn’t help
I didn’t know what to do
I continued to work, I busied myself
A way to make it through
When I did come home, I tried to talk
He just never knew
He would sleep, and sometimes not
So, I decided to read to him, too
I read to him as he slept
I read to him during the day
I just read to him whenever I could
Did he hear what I had to say?
He passed from us while I was away
I couldn’t get there in time
The plane was canceled, I had to wait
Not the right paradigm
So, now I wonder, as time passes by
Is he looking down?
Does he hear what I have to say?
Is his aura maybe around?
I feel content as I think all these thoughts
The thoughts are so revealing
My heart heals from the tragic loss
The loss of my dear human being
The Tree of Love
The anniversary is a tricky event
I think an invitation should be sent
For one remembers and the other just went
It might be a thought stuck in cement
The years pass by and soon we see
Branches of life in a giant tree
The tree is life and gives a plea
Stay, please, just stay with me
There is no need to hear the thought
It isn’t anything nor part of a plot
Listen carefully, you will be taught
Your life, your love, we’re totally caught
We see the event as part of a ploy
We play and laugh, each as a toy
I look at him and he looks so coy
The game is so fun and totally joy
So, the anniversary can be spent
Remembering our blessed event
Or, it can be fun as it was meant
Full of love and joy, angelically sent