Monday, April 23, 2012

November

November fall like summer nights, slowly at first and then fast as sunlight. She smells as sweet as Spring, but can be as cold as winter. This seasonal love is causing my heart to splinter. So I'm doing whatever short of giving her a ring, Cause to see November smile is such a beautiful thing. 30 days she gave me, to love her right. So my unwavering love I committed for 30 days & 30 nights. And at the end of our odyssey it became clear to me, I needed much more time for this November fling. As we've spent more time together, we've gone through a lot. From very cool days to crazy nights that were hot. Being so consumed with life some times you forget what matters most. Like days on a calender, you wonder where did the time go. With November I'm relaxed, every moment I savor. She's my first bbm in the morning and the last name in my nightly prayer. Just to see her face or to hear her speak. I wish every month was November, that's how much she's captivated me. I've been infatuated before with Decembers and Julys. But this November love affair feels like it will never die. No more Aprils' fool or Octobers' tricks, My bones may have been stoned but this November sticks. So as I put pen to paper and write these lines, I imagine November's lips and her lovely brown eyes. Her soul's window, that allowed me inside. She's finally in park, no longer along for the ride. I'm giving November my all because it comes naturally to me, I don't wanna make her heart race, I wanna make it sing! And when her song is over, I will put it on repeat. Because the song her heart sings is my favorite L.P.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

The Son becomes the Father

Dreams of my father like rain on a window pane,
Left me alone in this world with his blood in my veins.
Now this isn't the life I thought I'd live,
But sometimes in life there's more take and less give.
With that in my mind I stopped praying a long time ago,
Cause what can i tell God that He don't already know.
I see my Father in My son's face every night while he sleeps,
and God can take away everything but my son Ima keep.
I lost 3 years of his life that I'll never get back,
so pardon me if sometimes I'm quick to snap.
somethings i will give him, somethings he'll earn,
and as for those many life lessons, yeah, he'll learn.
I maybe hard on him now but but in time he will see,
that there's always more to life than what appears to be.
As i watch him grow, I try to shape and mold him,
He's a charmer like my father was so sometimes I have to scold him.
Keep him in line, you know, the straight and narrow,
and pray that Cupid misses him with that bow & arrow.
Girls, there will be too many, true love, too few,
but when you meet the right one,you'll know exactly what to do.
Treat all women with respect, even tho they may not deserve it,
and when it comes to your respect, remember, you have to earn it.
Enjoy life to the fullest, live in the moment,
always be responsible, if you made it, you have to own it.
My moms say he will grow up to be the Prime Minister,
So I remind him no matter how you start, be a strong finisher.
And if there's ever a time that you feel you've lost your way,
get comfy by your beside, get on your knees...and pray.