Mom...

Do you really hear us
When we talk
Are your thoughts
As you want them to be......

As you talk
You stop
On what you say
In your eyes
We see you
Don't understand......

Everything is new
You have forgotten
The moments before
As we lead the way
For you.......

You have to trust us so
Nobody will hurt you
Nor,shall you fall......

We don't get mad
Nor do we yell
It's not you
Doing these things
This we know.......

Sometimes you still laugh
Say a sentence
Or two........

We know you sleep a lot
Do you also dream
We hope you really do.......

We can tell Mom
Is still Mom
The squeeze of our hands
As you hold us so......

The best I see
Is the gleam in your eyes
As the treats,we give......

A big smile
A thank you
The smile in your eyes
This is the Mom we know.....




Michael VanDyke @ Oct. 2016

Old Walls and Memories....

If these old walls
Could talk
As they see
The books coming
Off the walls....

Tell us of stories
That were told
From times
Gone past
To the future
As it unfolds....

The floorboards
As many boots
Walked it's floors.....

The smell of coffee
As it brews
The mornings away......

How many tears fell
Or the laughter of all
That was behind each wall.......

This I see
As I drive by
An old homestead
Buildings all......

As they stand
Old and true
As they are
All alone now 


Michael VanDyke @ Oct. 2016

Peace......

I have this peaceful place I go
It's not far
But sometimes It's hard to find
When I do find it
It's a beautiful place to be.....

It's not of material,building or land
Nobody else can go there
Some wouldn't understand....

 I found this place of peace
As a child
Wanting to go away
But to stay at the same time....
I can be anywhere,in this world
It will be where I want it to be......

I visited this place of peace
As a child,a teen,a GI in the Army
Adulthood too
The peace controls my thought
My actions too....

This place I speak of
Has no book shelves
No rooms
Really no other places to see or go.....

Peace,where we all should be
I don't visit there
As much as I use to
I taught myself the peace
In the world I live in now
I still fnd it
As needed so....

My home is of peace now
We made it so....

The outside world is ugly
As I see the exceptace
Of things that shouldn't be
They turned their backs
 On respect,honor and scruples.....

This place of peace
You probably know
I know a few people
That have this place of peace
Where they can go
I can see it on their faces
As they return....

I am at this place of peace
As of today
Tomorrow too.....

Words are pouring in
Paper and ink
Thoughts,feelings
It's all starting to flow......

Find your place of peace
Don't tell a soul
You will want to go there often
Until you can control.....


Michael VanDyke @ Oct. 2019