Clocks stop, planes fall
Cars crash, loved ones panic…sigh
No one thought it would come to this
Written 07-2013
MBM-Tine Brice
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IF
If you can find the end of the sea
You’ll know how much I love you
If you can count the stars of the sky
You’ll know how much I love you
If you can count the fishes in the river
You’ll know how much I love you
If you can count the grains of sand at the seashore
You’ll know how much I love you
If you can find the pole that keeps the sky from falling
You’ll know how much I love you
If you can find the beginning or ending of the rainbow
You’ll know how much I love you
If you can find the A or Z in God
You’ll then know how much I love you
Written in 2000
MBM-Tine Brice
THE BEGINNING
In the beginning,
‘Twas as a bird caught in a trap
Or as a fighter meeting his match
A long time ago
I rebuked, denied, then welcomed my match
Then it was time for each to go his way
But not too far
For my match and I
We were too perfect, too same, too one
Written in end of 1987
MBM-Tine Brice
CANVAS
Back to the drawing board
A white canvas
Ready, waiting to be labeled
With anything that attracts the eye
A dot, a circle, or a sigh
Which is easier for my canvas?
I picked the third, a sigh
When you reach that point
It is a naught
Written in 2000
MBM-Tine Brice
LOVE
Love is when we have the strength and courage to live far from our loved ones
Love is loving because you love not because you are loved
Love is a river it has no beginning or ending
Love is a natural rose not an artificial
Love is not just seeing the morning sun as it rises
Love is all that is seen and all that is not seen
Love is all that we have not the habit of seeing
Love is the mother that rocks her baby
Love is the universal language that we share
Love is He who cries unceasingly
Love is you and me
Love is the heart that suffers in your absence
Love is goodness, wisdom and grace
Love is He who loves the sinner
Love is God in our presence
Love is the Will of He who loves eternally
That’s Love…
Written in the 1990s
MBM-Tine Brice
A TASTE OF LIFE
When thou hast seeneth beauty
Smelleth freedom
Felt nature
Heard silence
And tasteth life
‘Tis then that thou hath liveth a full life
Unless thou hath done these things
Life for ye hath just begun
Written in 1990s
MBM-Tine Brice
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