Night time

Nighttime means
I am alone
When you are not here

The night before
Night fell
I was with you

You were here
Holding me through
The summer night

The night has fallen
You have left
Me alone tonight

Another night
You will return
I will not be alone

Thunderstorm named Anxiety

The weather man isn't always perfectly right
Same as the psychologist who works on sight
However the storm rolls in the same exact way
With the same emotions and damage, but doesn't stay

It always begins with a light cool rain
That washes away some of the pent up pain
Suffocating heat swells to the neck and chest
It'll allow the consumed to dream but never rest

Thunder rolls in with the intensity of a raised voice
Forcing all to seek shelter as if we had a choice
Lightning thrashes across the sky and anxieties eye
Allowing only a few words to be uttered, and a cry

As quickly as the storm came it leaves all in its wake
Breathing becomes lower and the pain becomes an ache
The storm has passed for now at the very least
It has become for now a satisfied and quiet beast

Anxiety and thunderstorms go hand in hand
Wrecking havoc on the peace across the land

As much as...

As much as the morning grass loves the dew,
Skies open the clouds to show the blue,
The trees allow branches swaying in the wind,

As much as the rain loves to pour to soothe the shore,
The mountain tops love to stand so proud,
Sun shining down her love to the land,

As much as the stars love to light up the heavens,
Sharing the night sky with the moon above,
Showing all the way home safely,

As much as the water loves to go over the falls,
Bringing life to the other parts of the forest,
Giving life to all that partake in its love,

With the sparrow singing calls to her fledglings home,
And as much as you love me,
I love you too.

Social Studies and Morals

Today in our social studies class dear children, we will learn about what is inside

What guides our leaders, in integrity and how they may have lied

Courage is present in all of our stories from the dawn of time

As is perseverance; think of how our distant relatives struggled to save a dime

Even today you will hear lovely stories of compassion and grace

And how respect is earned and lost in our human race

I ask you today if you can think in the news of a story that we can study

Think hard now then – look ahead, the definition may be muddy

I believe you can find a story that can help us act like leaders with morals!

Once you have the answer – shout it out! Wait! Don’t start quarrels!

Consider a story with courage like the lion, dogs that have honesty 

Persistence like a bird building a nest, and show compassion modestly

All animals (as should humans) show respect to one another

From country to country we should act like we are brothers

Though throughout our history we have seen more war

Over any little thing, from beautiful women to winning a shore

Consider before you choose a perfect story, the other man’s side

As if you’re walking in his shoes, or in this day and age, his ride

Can you understand how his day may go – or what can affect his choice?

How does he handle his day when he may not even have a voice?

After you consider what may go on in his world or in his mind

Think about what you have offered in your life – share what you find

Please share with me the compassion you now feel for that other man

And how you can honestly help – who else is involved in your plan?

 Now tell me student, in your story does it show courage?

Is there a way to show the world compassion, a way to encourage?

I hope you chose a story that proved there is integrity in most good men

Prove to me it also shows perseverance – a sword verses a winning pen

I know this lesson was difficult, but with it, you’ll find respect for all

You graduate now knowing moral character – use it so you don’t fall

Radio

Once upon a time I was able to turn on the radio 

And listen without a memory crossing the lane 

Not the ones where friends circled around a fire 

Reminiscing on high school and quieter times 

Songs will play, slowly filling me with memories

Pushing tears, expecting them to show eventually 

Questioning why I do not sing along 

Even quietly, even though I know the words 

There are times when I'll even change the station 

On the days when the lyrics are just too much 

Too many memories flooding into my heart 

Allowing the threatening tears to push more 

How can I listen to the radio knowing this 

And allow the memories to rule everything 

Is there a way that I can just move on? 

Or will the next song change it all again? 

Time will tell when I can listen with no worries

For now I'll believe, the radio plays what I need to hear 

Peek a Boo

Have you ever played a game of peek a boo with a child?
One moment you are there in their loving trusting eyes
The next you are gone, hidden behind caring, loving hands
Reappearing once again to play the short, charming game

Did you ever lose that inner child, the one that you called wild?
Reasons were because you listened to the arguments and lies
You hid behind books and headphones playing unheard of bands
Fearing that your interests and activities may bring you shame

When was the moment that you and your wildness reconciled?
The exact moment when to the chains you finally said your goodbyes
Run barefoot like you used to, squishing your toes within the sands
Your true friends will come out of the woodwork, and be glad you came

The game of peek a boo may appear to be a game that is mild
But this game relates to how to yourself you used to give sighs
Be honest to yourself, tell it to everyone across the lands
You can let your inner child hide for a moment, but do not forget her name

Tuna Cake!

I know I haven't posted a recipe in a while but holy cow was this amazing and delicious!

Need:
1 can of tuna
1/2 cup of bread crumbs (divided)
1 egg
canola oil 

Mix 1/4 cup of bread crumbs, egg and tuna in a large bowl.
Form into patties, then coat in more bread crumbs.
Place in oil on the stove for 3 minutes both sides (or until brown).
Place on paper towels to drain before serving.
Enjoy!

Side note: I have frozen these and came out just as good!