I exist this day

This day I exist!
I exist this day!
Former thing’s have passed away.
I am informed with focus!
None of that other hornswaggle.
One life-time to exist.
Do honor to my hevenly
father I give.
Peckle trouble’s I am free
Just allowing him,
to take care of me!
Heartlightened and eye’s brightened!
For this day I exist.
I exist for this day!

Robin Connon

Copyright ©2007 Robin Connon

Little Robin

Their is a lonesome little Robin
On a tree top by my door he’d sing
He would call me little bird
I thought that was so absurd
He would play his guitar and sing to me
I would come to visit as time went by
He would be at the same place as usual
His chair at the end of the table
He would alway’s have somthing new to say
And also a new joke for each day
Solitair he’d play preparing his menu
As I gotten older he said
Youre no longer little bird
Youre Big Bird.

Robin Connon

Seize the meaning

The wide or the narrow road

Standing aimlessly shaking with fear
Wondering the right road I should take
My whole life is at stake!
The wide road or the narrow one
The wide road is so much easier
So easy to fit through more comfortable
The narrow road not so easy but cramped
And seems a whole lot harder
I could take the easy road
But it might not take me far
I’ll choose the narrow road
Life isn’t easy
I’ll choose to work earn and deserve
The wide road is just too easy.

Robin A Connon

Outsider looking in

Watching his life slowly ending
With sweat’s and feaver
His children argueing amongst eachother
turmoil you’ll never see
No apathy for the one leaving this world
No awareness he was even there
I was an outsider looking in
I walked to him
And held his hand
Whispering in his ear
I see you and god does to
He will take care of you
I love you.

Robin Connon

Copyright ©2007 Robin Connon

Proposal 1#

Gently hearing a whistle
Wave’s russling harshly off the sea!
I sit on the sand hoping he thought of me

I see upon distance a form in my midst

It was him! "Eye’s of sky blue"
Brown wavey hair I had a bewildered stare!
He smiled at me,I was thinking of you!

I had to find you,he handed me a gift

"Wait" he insisted before you open it
Know that I love you very much!
I know you love me "he said gently"

I began again to open it an" engagement ring

Gods tear’s

Crying in my dungeon of pain!
Pondering about evreything
Being the same
Inching myself forth
To see a change!
Just as time standing still
I still feel the same "resentful chill"
I start to hear
A loud vigorous rainfall begin!
It’s almost as if,"gods sharing my pain"
And feeling my sadness
I hear and see gods tears
Hit my window pane
I am not alone!

Robin Connon

Copyright ©2007 Robin Connon

Our Fate

Brass rings floating in an array of foggish vigor.
Time wrapping the woes of our reluctant but relavant youth.
Bright arrays of vilagent rafter aboarding our final destination.
Our fate!
Marvelous stars of lucid equasion.
Speckles of angels wings
Aspiring in the corners of our
eyes.

Robin Annette Connon

Copyright ©2007 Robin Connon

Visible a rupture in my covering
I comb through it!
Anticipating a duration to take it off
My crown.

When the time is absolute.
I will creep up from my
Crouched fetal position
Willingly and safely let my
crown emmerge out!
Then I will allow for the rest to
tumble down gently down twords
My feet!