When I started my blog, I started it with a poem I wrote for one of my nephews. Today, I dedicate this birthday poem to all of my nieces and nephews, but I have wrote it for the birthday boy, another of my nephews. In it, his name. Happy Birthday, Babys! (This is not a spelling error: it is what I call them individually and as a whole)
My First Breath
A simple heart that touched my soul…
Nephews and nieces are the breath that first gave me life.
To know my smile, is to know them.
Hours of pain wiped away with one moment with them.
On this day, one celebrates his birth.
Nothing more to say, except: I am who I am, thanks to…
Loneliness is but a void that cannot be filled. Surrounded by many, but never fulfilled. Alone in your thoughts; alone in your heart.
When you feel lonely, it is not the absence that drowns you, but the presence that cannot satisfy you.
Maybe, you’re misunderstood. Maybe, you’re different. Perhaps, you simply can’t be pleased, because no one knows what you need. Perhaps, nobody really knows you. Whatever the case, you are left standing alone. You may feel forgotten; you may feel uncared for, or not wanted. Even if you aren’t alone, you feel it so.
You seek what you need, looking forward and back in time, for any glimpse of company. You can’t see it in the present, it was never in the past, but the future may not be any brighter.
The company you wish for, may never be found…unless, you set your sights within.
So, be your own best friend; give yourself the love you crave; praise your own accomplishments. And, when you feel lonely, remember that loneliness is temporary. It might come and go. It might seem to linger forever. It may even be killing you. But, it won’t last.
If none of these words are enough to get you through…there is always someone out there. An angel, a hero (whatever you call it), that can fill that dark hole inside you. If you ever forget who that is, remember those whom truly love you. If you can’t think of any…
No matter how far the waves carry you, no matter where the sea may take you, I will always be with you. My love, my guidance, and my prayers will be carried by the winds. Whenever you need a gentle touch of comfort, let the sea breeze touch you and the ocean waters soothe you, there I’ll be.
May the sands beneath your feet always be warm, that you may walk your path in peace. May the seas be plentiful with life, that you may always have food, friends, and love to sustain you. May your ship be strong enough to withstand any storm, that nothing is allowed to sink you. May your swim be swift and strong, that you never drown in any sorrows. And, may you always sail home safely to those who await your every return with open arms.
As you sail through life, watch every sunrise with new hope; every sunset, be grateful; and remember to capture every moment in your mind, and in your heart; then, bring back the stories for us to share.
Now, venture onto the wild seas of life…
Pave your own ways to victory!
This poem was written for my nephew, who joined the Navy and became a Seabee. I thought it would be fitting to start The Rebel Bee with a poem…from a Bee to a Seabee.