Shhh, can you hear it
The beating of your own heart
Is it not soothing
Like a classic masterpiece
Chasing silence to be heard
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Shhh, can you hear it
The beating of your own heart
Is it not soothing
Like a classic masterpiece
Chasing silence to be heard
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Feet cut and blistered
Gravel road their nemesis
The journey of life
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Babies innocence
What do they see in their dreams
Whimsical smile
To be so naive again
Oh how I wish it could be
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What is our purpose
Living this life of struggle
With touches of joy
Fighting to enter this world
Then suffering to get out
In between is life
That can’t be taken with us
When we meet our end
Again I must ask…
What is our purpose
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Heart sings to my soul
A song only I can hear
Joyously living
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Grey and sullen day
Sun muted by heaven’s cloak
From window chairs view
Birds and bees care little
Refusing to deviate
A glorious show
Playing out on natures stage
Standing ovation
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
We drive in silence
I behind the wheel…focused
Her my passenger
Nothing needs said as we go
We just hold hands and smile
The years have joined us
Love expressed in the wordless
Ever commonplace
It is not that we don’t speak
But that our hearts beat as one
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Adults are children
On each first day of April
Day of foolishness
Let the fun and games begin
How great to be kids again
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I’ve tripped and fallen,
Arose battered, cut and bruised
Yet I’m undeterred.
Life is not always painless
Nor always terribly kind.
Instinct says to run,
To hide from that which injures
Becoming recluse.
I refuse to run or to hide,
Cowering in human fear;
Preferring instead
To face my future head on
Whatever may come.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I’ve been called foolish
Unconventional, dreamer
Happiness abounds
Maybe that is my secret
To living a joy filled life
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~