THE STAIRS TO YOUR HEART

THE STAIRS TO YOUR HEART

The long, long trudge

Up those slippery, slimy and oily grunge

The wooden planks

That caused a lot of pranks

The metal studs that were made with thanks

Thanks they hurt so much!

They pierced the soul

My very whole

The precarious

The hazardous

The perilous

Rickety, rackety uncertainty

You became hesitantly

 Tentatively and doubtfully

 Why? Why? Oh why?

When all I do is try, try and try!

And all I hear are your long drawn out sighs!

So why should I bother?

Is it too much of a bother?

Can you not be bothered?

To meet me half way

This way, that way!

Or anyway!

That way we can reach each other’s hearts

Where we will never be apart

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

28^th December 2013

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WHICHEVER PATH YOU CHOOSE

WHICHEVER PATH YOU CHOOSE

Win or lose

The choices are in abundance

There is a path that is happy, sad and glad

But hey the sun is shining, there is no whining

Its rays spreading outwards and inwards

Which path to choose

Left, right or center?

There are chances to take and make

These are roads less travelled

There are tracks on the paths

Where travelers have ridden and trodden

But which is the true path that leads to which way you want to go?

That is surely up to you!

Questions and more questions

Deliberating, reflecting, considering, pondering

But the more we stand and look down those paths

Surely we are missing the point?

Surely we are missing an opportunity?

Is the grass greener on the other side?

Are those golden rays a pot of gold unsoiled, unspoilt?

We can never tell unless we travel those paths

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

13^th January 2015

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