These are my timeless children, they remain this way in my heart and minds eye. I thank God for that minds eye and photographic talent, with which I captured these  moments.

Where am I

I don't know what I want
I don't know what to ask
I just do as I'm told
            and
it all works out     OK

Come And Get It

Take what you want
Leave a little for others;
It all should be there
Except for what's used.

Please be orderly
Do not ransack;
Take your time
There's enough to go around.

It's been picked over
Yet still in good condition;
Most of it's up-to-date
Old ideas with shades of new.

There isn't a begining
And positively no end;
 It's been beat upon
Subjected too, and pryed open.

Closed at times
 Presuming to be open;
Staying on track
Trying too be in tune.

 
 Regarded as simple      
Revered as great;
 Help yourself
It's only my mind.

Don't Ask

Don't ask me what I'm doing,
I don't know.
I can tell you what I did,
when the memory works.
I can only guess what I'm going to do;
Then again
It could all be guess work.

How fun it is for your spirits to rise when you hang with family. I think that's one the things God  planned to happen, when loved ones gather.

random thoughts -----jat

If only there  was a hole,
A bottomless pit sorta speak,
In which we could dump our pain,
I'd be there all the time.
Donating my heartaches and troubles.

SENSEI

For what you say,
We are eager for.

For what you give,
we are better for.

For what you are,
we are grateful for.

What do you say at the end of the day, except that it's good to be alive and the karate did me some good, there is always a new pain that comes my way, but the body is used to that, so you just cruse ahead.

BLANK PAGE

Some days I'm like a blank page----
nothing is there.

Other days I'm like a completed novel--
I can go on and on forever.

It's those in between stages
where I'm sketchy.

People want me to be constant,
with a full page every day.

They don't understand what it takes.

I walk around most of the time
a half a page short.

But I've always got a few words
tucked away for emergencies an special moments.

I try to keep my bits and megabits together,
unfortunately, they're usually scattered, leaving me bitless.

The days when each page is full,
nothing is left to the imagination.

Except....YOU......must imagen
the words I write.

This is the new start of old things that need to be said, which already have been, but, not to this extent. If you understood what I just said, we will get along just great.