Without gratitude
Expecting seems like folly
Disastrous mix
One day they will awaken
And all they had will be gone
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Without gratitude
Expecting seems like folly
Disastrous mix
One day they will awaken
And all they had will be gone
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do we expect the Divine to give without us giving back?
Do we expect to receive all the good this world has to offer without offering it back?
Life is not a one way street of take, take, take.
We are here to give unto others with no expectation of repayment.
This is what living is all about.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
How long should I stay, it’s a question of time
As long as you need I suppose, if you must.
Do we really have a say, I say no to the climb
From birth to our death, in the Divine we must trust.
One minute or years, it’s out of our control
How long we will be on this earth, we don’t know.
Fear of our passing, certainly taking its toll
For when heaven comes calling, we must go.
Try as we might, we can’t stave our own ends
Rearing it’s head, unexpected most times.
This circle of life, no mere mortal can bend
As we wait for the hour, Reaper’s bell to chime.
Be thankful for what time we have in this life, fleeting it is to be certain,
Loving your children, mother, father, husband, wife, before you draw your last curtain.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
It occurred to me today–
Prompted by a voice,
Not in my head,
No, it came from a voice on the radio.
I’ve heard this voice a hundred times,
Heard the same questions,
Heard the same answer,
But today–
Today of all days I actually listened.
What is life?
What is living?
That’s when the light finally turned on.
It’s the glorious journey of learning how to die.
We do it daily,
We do it with every breath.
We look to our religions,
Our Gods, our souls for the answer.
Why?
In the desire to leave this world in peace
With dignity,
With the hope for something after,
Something more than this temporary existence.
And why shouldn’t we?
Are we not returning to our beginning,
To the earth,
To the air,
To the heavens,
As we have been blessed to do.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
On this somber day
Where allied blood once ran free;
I am reflective.
Wondering…what it was like
Staring down death and bullet.
Alone, but not so,
Brothers shoulder to shoulder
On that distant shore.
Seventy years on it lives
In those few that still remain.
You can see their pride,
You can see their welling tears
As if yesterday.
Thinking about friends they’d lost
As the price for our freedom.
Remember their dead.
Many scarcely got to live;
Few had said goodbye,
None had regretted the cause
That changed world history.
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Long nights spent in quiet sitting
Hand-in-hand oh how fitting
With joyous smile upon your face
Soft and delicate like cotton lace
Your gentle touch by slender fingers
Whence we part the feeling lingers
These simple things forever endear
In every moment I have you hear
No more in life could ever I pray
In health and sickness still you stayed
With love and thanks I hold you close
My lover and friend I cherish most
Praising God daily you’re here with me
For without you so alone I’d be
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~