Creative Writer Meets The World

In our lives we start as a sapling, Just a small little tree with barely even roots, We have no knowledge, We have no morals implanted into us, We have no beliefs, We have no pain, We have no hurts, We have no knowing of right or wrong, We follow in whatever is taught to us, Not knowing any difference, Not knowing if we should do anything else, Than we start to grow, We start having responsibilities even if they are small, The ones that care for us, The ones that raise us, The ones that believe in us, Or the ones that might disappoint us, Start molding us, Start shaping us, Starting growing us into what we become, Than we start to grow more, As we start to grow older, We start slowly making more of our own decisions, Starting to have more of our own responsibilities, Starting to grow more as a tree, During this stage we can keep to our parent’s guidance, Or we can seek our own, But if we need to seek better guidance, We can st...

There are so many problems out in the world today, There are people who are homeless, There are people who are disabled, There are people without hope, There are people without family, There are people without faith, There are people without dreams, There are people without a belief in tomorrow, There are people who are lost, There are people who are hurting, And so many who do not care, There are so many problems out in the world today, So many problems when we turn right and left, Are we truly and fully grateful for what we have? Are we truly and fully remembering how blessed we are? There are countries out there without running water, There are places out there without electricity, There are places were many go without food, There are many that go without health care, People seem to just write it off even in this country, Saying to just try this program or that program, Not caring about the person, Not caring or taking the time to unde...

Clouds forming in the sky, As the rain starts to fall, A drop splashes down to the grown, Nourishing the plants, Providing life, Giving life to the animals, Giving life to us, The air smells cleaner than it has in awhile, I can feel as if I could actually breathe, Before the disease of asthma, Took residence into my lungs, The rain starts falling a bit harder now, As it happens always this time of the year, It is spring, The flowers are blooming, The trees are getting the green, The grass becomes green again, The rain of spring comes harder again, So many people may complain, But I welcome the wet water, As it falls to the earth, Falling, Forming into streams into the ground, The clouds maybe grey, The darkness maybe all around, But the water, The feeling, The smell, The sound, It all feels like home, It is home, The rain of spring reminds me, Of how blessed I am, To live where I am, And to know that the beauty aro...