POEM #3: IMAGINATION

IMAGINATION by Sonny E

Imagination is the mind adrift.
Its purpose is to give life a lift.
It may be the wandering of the mind.
In search of another time.

It may be an emotional release.
A chance at peace.
It may be the flower of creations.
It's realm would have endless deviations.

It is a secret place of the mind.
A place we all search to find.
It makes us what we are.
It takes us mighty far.

And yet we know not what it is.
Or what it has to give.
It is and yet it isn't.
And yet without it we would miss it.

When times are dark and sad.
Your imagination can make you glad.
It provides wondrous things to see.
And wondrous persons you to be.

So enjoy your imagination.
It may be your only salvation.

A Gift

Each of us is given a gift.
And what we do with it
will determine what our
life is worth.

Each gift is measured
a different way.

And only God knows how.

Poem #1: ONE

ONE

To live each day as it comes.
To live each day as it runs.
We are peddlers in the sand.
We are peddlers in no land.

There is forever no end.
And in it we never win.
In each day our life we pay.
Each day we find a new way.

Life to each is not the same.
As life to each is to tame.
What seems the end of a kind.
Would begin a brand new find.

There is just one life to live.
And that is your life you give.
Each has to find his own head.
Each has to lay his own bed.

When the precious life has gone.
They remember what was wrong.
But it is only a short song.
It last only just so long.

Then with precious life's new pace.
They do forget life's old face.
It's to live as we know how.
It is us to live for now.

Just one we have to answer.
We make our own cancer.
We worry how others feel.
It is loneliness we seal.

As children will come and go.
Their children know the same foe.
Each for themselves must have care.
For each must pay his own fare.

We must run and maybe hum.
Only for one we must come.
Wisdom and knowledge we choose.
The world for our life we use.

Sonny E.