The moon is amber beauty
softly lighting up the night.
The ocean waves they ripple
as I marvel at the sight.
No more than just a week ago
my feet touched western shore;
ashes in the bay of Frisco,
a loved one I shall see no more.
A family gathered moment,
of dads final wish fulfilled.
In the western bay of his birth
just as he had dreamed and willed.
And now my feet sink in a beach,
on the opposite side of the states;
on a family vacation in Myrtle Beach
with a vast view of Heavens gates.
A dream to fulfill for my little boy,
a vacation of family so hoped for.
My dream for him, a memory,
and maybe something more.
Things aren't always perfect,
and knowing that is the key.
Then we can truly be grateful for
the beautiful blessings we see.
At times like this I appreciate
the vastness of existence.
We are so small in the universe,
yet we fight with much persistence.
We live our life and take it all
with strength, passion and pride.
We may be small yet we try to stand tall,
for we only get this one ride.
My heart is blessed with these two moments,
different as night and day.
But sweet and somber, happy or sad,
I wouldn't have it any other way.
They call me Alaurilee
- Serving Hugs on a Platter and Tears in a Teacup
- I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~