Walls

Fall is here. It made it's entrance with rain and cold. I get that old spring fever, yet when fall arrives I seem to get fall fever. Might be because the work and busy days of summer are winding down and in my mind I know winter is coming.

All I have today is something that kind of fell out of my mind a few days ago.

I'm adding it here so others that are alone will maybe not feel so alone.

Hope you enjoy it.

Been so long that I've been alone

Children are raised now I'm on my own

I see hope and wonder through grand childrens eyes

Teach them things that I've found wise

Yet a sadness fills my very soul

The walls that were built are beyond control

I fight not to teach them of pain I've learned

It's a trap that's something of my own

Each boulder was placed one at a time

With each pain I've endured along the line

The outer armor to protect the stone

Over the years it's thickness has grown

My walls have a roof, even sun can't shine

To feed flowers of hope over time

Even the rain can't fall from above

To water parched seeds of love

When I hear a soft voice call

My heart seems to tremble within these walls

I curl up in a great big ball

As I hide behind my well crafted walls

Memories of feelings call from the past

Making me want a love that will last

Giving me urges to once again share

Making me long for someone who will care

What would I offer to someone who would be so bold

To chisel at a crack in my walls so cold

A soul that's old and nearing an end

A body filled with pain that sometimes won't bend

A person who's content to talk with some cows

Or chat with the chickens once in a while

Someone who can take a walk in the woods

Who thinks that only nature is good

A fool that can spend an entire day

Watching waves on a shore or the quiet of a bay

Who thinks the best music comes from the trees

As they whistle and hum with the breeze

Someone who would rather watch wild rabbits at play

Than see a show that's produced on broadway

Who hears a concert when coyotes howl

Who sees the majesty even in gray clouds

One not content when out in a crowd

With all of the shouting being so loud

One who when shopping shakes his head

While hearing and seeing lives he would dread

Others come into my world to play

But they feel it's boring at the end of the day

If with them I should share my heart

It only brings pain when we later part

Walls were put up to protect from that pain

Maybe I'll never find that love again

So at times my eyes become full of tears

As I recall good memories from over the years

Somehow I'm sure that out in this world

There is one who sees life in the warm and the cold

There lives someone who could be for me

Who sees all the beauty in the things I see

But I suspect she too has her walls

Erected from pain and all of lifes falls

Put up so carefully built up so tall

Yet we'll never meet, those walls won't fall.

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