Poem – April Showers

April Showers

I gaze upon this dreary morn
Wonder where this storm is born
Rain saturates the drunken ground
Forming puddles all around

West to East the chill wind blows
Leaving sadness where ever it goes
But they say, of April showers
Without them, we have no May flowers

So while the weather keeps us indoors
We can catch up on our Spring chores
Finish now so when comes May
We can go outside to play

Writing 201: Trust, Acrostic, Internal Rhyme

Trust, that idea of having faith in someone or something. We all have to trust in something or someone during the course of our life. It is, in my humble opinion, a basic human need. We search and strive to find something worthy of our trust. Some find it in people, others in religion, sometimes both. Some cling to an ideal or philosophical train of thought. Either way, trust is something that gives us hope and light in the darkest times of our lives. Without it, there is a whole lot more darkness out there waiting to greet us.

Trust me, he says
Racing heart and thoughts
Useless excuses
Still your tongue
Trust so hard to earn
Making you doubt him
Everything about him
Faith that was lost
Restored by his efforts
Insistent in his pursuit
Earning your trust slowly
Now you feel as he does
Dedicated to each other