We
belong
as one with
our brothers and
sisters as we walk
this unkempt road of life
from beginning to it’s end.
Race, creed, color, orientation
do not define the person inside
they are but labels used to divide us.
………………………………………………………………..
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Flowers by the road
White crosses a reminder
Someones tragedy
Anonymous to strangers
Loved by family and friends
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Lifelong friend,
We speak without speaking,
Share a history we both have lived,
Characters in a story that we both have told.
Our parents cut from a similar mould,
Blue collar, God fearing, salt of the earth
We are cut from that same cloth.
Neighbors as children and again as adults,
More like sisters than our sisters,
Distance only a temporary hindrance,
How peculiar our bond.
What path our futures may hold, I do not know,
What I do know is that you will color mine,
And I yours,
Lifelong friend.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
* Written from my wife’s point of view about her best friend who she has know since she was 6 years old. They grew up together almost 3,000 miles (and 40 years ago) from where we live now and now her best friend and her husband live waking distance from us. That is a friendship, one which I never had. I think this is wonderful.
Consumed by treasure
Riches are not wealth alone
Like the love of gold
Love of family enriches
Living on after we’re gone
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Kindred spirit
This love was born of the stars
Others would not hear of it
This destiny was ours
~~
Our two souls conjoined
By Heaven’s sacred bond
Through vows to be coined
In this world and beyond
~~
My treasured love
In sickness and in health
You’ve stood beside and above
Though my life eluded wealth
~~
Surely this love must be true
Were it not you wouldn’t have stayed
Illness put a stain, the cause we never knew
My trust you never betrayed
~~
Love does not abide
In passions fair weather alone
Nor does it strive to hide
From life’s pain and strife when shown
~~
Our love, my love
Is etched in stone to last the ages
Through all the push and shove
We’ve show the fallibility of sages
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
I’ve longed for success,
Yet in my lifetime,
Remains elusive,
Each dream rescinds the previous,
Resurrecting new heights to aspire,
Settling for mediocrity would be surrender,
This is the human way,
Should we not instead be yearning for elation,
Our sole reason for being,
Instead of monetary wealth,
Finding happiness in work, love, life,
Treasures that cannot be bought,
Fools believe fulfillment lies in smelted gold,
Gold alone does nothing but poison the soul,
Hollowing out and destroying our hearts,
Becoming a false and idolatrous god,
Blinding us to true and lasting joy,
Perhaps success lies in simple things,
Very human things,
Family,
Friends,
Self.
Love of one’s self must be realized,
For void of this one cannot offer love to another,
Maybe success is already in our grasp,
If we would just be thankful,
No…grateful,
For all that we already possess.
Maybe…
If we were to look inside ourselves,
We would find that we have always been…
Successful.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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