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Contented Old Timer

Used To A Mellow Life

You’re a trusty old blabbermouth. Absentminded
And a little too clumsy, yet most respectful,
You are loyal and sweet. As the prince to the frog,
One is apt to compare the master to the dog.
Sentimental you are and quite reliable.
Your phantom sense of smell keeps you pointed ahead.

You cannot be a follower. You need to lead.
The wellbeing of others is what motivates
And drives you to succeed. You are known to be brave
When you channel love’s energy. Those whom you save
Consider you their hero. Your kindness creates
Atmosphere for warm friendships that can’t but succeed.

Memories of your younger days sniffing out crime
And protecting the public from those who do harm
May consume you with passion. ‘Old Reliable’
Was the one you looked up to and who fill you full
Of the wisdom you have now. Your natural charm
Is how many will remember you throughout time.

The swamps of Louisiana aren’t for you now
That you’ve grown well accustomed to relative peace
Among good friends who love you. Faith in your instincts
Keeps your sharp senses agile to bypass the brinks
Of most certain disasters. Your joy must increase
Because of the true blessings of life you allow.

Adroitness Of Intercourse

Enhanced Social Interaction

In my contacts with others I see all the same
Attributes that I notice in myself, but they
Are arranged in a way different from my own.
When our sameness escapes me at times I am shown
Just a little more detail to cast doubt away.
Still I often forget to address them by name.

Getting things off the chest and out into the air
Is indeed therapeutic when timing is right.
When it’s not it’s a nightmare – a bloody wet dream.
When both are in alignment then peace is the theme
Of the coming together to spar with insight.
What we are of each other we’re willing to share.

Important discussions one-on-one can take place
Anytime they are needed. Neither can defer
What can grow into urgency before too long.
Within most of a sudden something has gone wrong.
Things can often return to the way that they were
When the two trust that discourse should be face-to-face.

Absolute is the pleasure of leaving the load
On the path to move onward to brighter frontiers.
It becomes but a burden to carry around.
Until I choose to drop it no peace will be found.
Coming to this conclusion has taken me years.
Some of it I had squandered while in stubborn mode.

Making Friends

Social Consistency

Everyone is affectionate, warm, and upbeat.
We arouse opportunity. Getting along
Is a wonderful dance for us. Never before
Has a fine group of people who I can adore
Come together in laughter and wholehearted song.
There can be no denying that life is a treat.

It is good to have feelings, to share them with friends,
And to make each encounter a blessed affair.
It is not only healthy; it lengthens the life
And prepares each of us to deal better with strife.
We are not solitary. Our instinct to care
Is our key to survival. Our hate it transcends.

I can come across pleasantly, not to impress
Within customized pretense. My spirit is true
To the people I know and love. That can extend
To the whole race in general through every friend.
Sometimes lonely and private, I reach my lows too.
Reaching out is the best way to handle distress.

It is shared popularity when we’re at one.
Ego is but a flower we each have to bloom.
But we all honor sunshine together with pride.
We’re identified mostly by arms opened wide
To the heart of humanity. Fruit of the womb
Of our mother earth, we’re partly here to have fun.

Soothing Others’ Discomfort

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How best can I impart my belief to a friend
That, although things seem hopeless, they will turn out fine?
How did Jesus ‘heal’ folks? He ignored their belief
In whatever they thought that was causing them grief.
I can only give comfort to a friend of mine
When I am in alignment with love to expend.

How can my state of being extend in a way
That envelopes another who’s feeling some pain?
Everyone has a soul with whom each co-creates.
We, with our inner beings, determine our fates.
If I take on her suffering, neither will gain.
Focused on her wellbeing is where I will stay.

I can’t be of much help if I’m watching the news
To the point where my vibration starts to degrade.
If my friend has a problem, a question is asked,
Then the infinite universe is duly tasked
To providing the answer. Sometimes I’m afraid
Of the question for fear it will bring on the blues.

Talking one through discomfort can be a true test
Of one’s own inner housekeeping and coping skills.
Can I demonstrate well what is good overall?
Can I show that the problem is not big but small?
Can I deal with life’s chills as well as with life’s thrills?
If I can, then among friends, I’m one of the best.