Every day I attempt to create a little poem or write

it is left online for others to read anytime, day or night

 

What is printed and shared can never be unseen or unread

it could stay there for ever, maybe, long after I am dead

 

Some days it is best, if I don't share my story this way

when I don't care to be reminded of the events of the day

 

Most days I just write down the thoughts in my head

some days I have a tale to tell but choose to write a different one instead

 

So, I write about good days that are mostly happy and bright

and how I count my blessings in sweet dreams and sleep peacefully at night

 

I don't write about the stuff, I don't want others to know

I don't want to reveal all, like some TV reality show

 

Some people are quite happy, to share all their troubles and woes

divulge their deep, dark secrets and thoughts, all the highs and the lows

 

When I read one of my poems from a time that has passed by

they often they bring a smile but occasionally they make me cry

 

A poem can take me back to a particular moment in time

a place, a face, a memory, captured in riddle and rhyme

 

In my blog you will read of days that are mostly happy and bright, and of

how I count my blessings in sweet dreams and sleep peacefully at night