Your Heart


Hello my friends

I hope the summer has not melted you away. It’s 84F
right now and humid as all get out LOL. Thank God
for breezes 🙂 and fans. I didn’t get to bed until around
7 AM this morning being I didn’t start writing all of my
poetry until about 5 AM hehehe. Yea, I did it again 🙂
Oh well, it got done. So how have you been? Judy and
I have been still enjoying the days as best that we can.
Playing with Benny takes up a lot of our time, being he
always wants to be center of attention hehehe. OK, not
always. There are many times that he just wants to be
left alone as he camps under the coffee table with all of
his toys. Even he enjoys a lot of me time or in his case
him time. Not much has changed up this way. We still
spend a lot of time at FarmTown on Facebook. Yes I
know. We live a boring life in the eyes of many, but
we’re content. When you’re poor, you’ve gotta find the
joys in the smallest of things. Judy’s playing on Farm
Town at this very moment hehehe. Most of our favorite
TV programs have ended their season and so we spend
a lot of time trying to find something else to watch until
our favorites come with a new season. Can you believe
it? All those channels and nothing to watch other than
a few of our favorite cartoons LOL! Benny still misses
Julien and Truman. They were our neighbors kids.
They moved to Rhode Island last week and poor little
Benny still sits in the driveway looking for them when
we let him out to go potty. They might come over this
Tuesday and I’m sure Benny will be thrilled to see them.
I hope the kids come with Carol and OJ. Well, I guess
it’s time to be moving on to another subject. My mom
is doing well. Hehehe she’s been baby sitting my sisters
dog Kiya ever so often when Peggy has things to do.
Also Peggy comes over to moms house time to time for
a visit. It surprises me that mom has learned to love
a dog or any animal hehehe. She never was much of
an animal lover, but people do change, just as I have.
I swore up and down I would never have an inside dog
and now he even sleeps with us from time to time hehe.
We’ve both love him as the son we could never have.
Isn’t it funny how views on life can change as we get
older in life! I guess we become brand new creations.
Yet, I do know many people that become even more
hard nosed than they were before. Life brings many
surprises that we thought could never ever happen.
Chances to be in another’s shoes that you had thought
was just an act of their stupidity. Often we will find
that many people are just victims of humanity and
all its misdeeds. Don’t be so quick to judge another
persons life until you know all the facts. You might
be just seeing the outcome and not the cause of it.
Let God guide your heart as you learn forgiveness.
Judy’s in the shower now trying to cool down a bit.
LOL, I might do the same and I might even give our
little boy a bath. He always fills better afterwards.
After I bath him I think I’m gonna give him another
trimming. The poor guys hair grows so freaking
fast I can’t keep up with it hehehe. I’ve been wetting
some rags and laying them on him as he lies down
in the floor beside us. He LOVES that hehehehehe.
Ok so I guess it’s time for me to be taking a little
trip back through all that I’ve written here to see
if I can find a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new poem. So it’s
away I go to that place of my recollection that I like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE. I believe I may of
found a good title, but we shall see if I can write
a good meaningful poem using it hehehehehehe.
Here goes……..

Your Heart

God knows your heart
when troubles are near
and He will listen
for prayers then to hear.
He knows your heart
as time goes its way
when some misfortunes
come down day to day.
He understands all
that you will do,
for He knows your heart
in life through and through.
God sees inside you
and passed all the lies
so never try hiding all
your cloudy skies.
Let not your heartache
to tremble alone
Give God your heart now
and then atone.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

So, there ya go hehehe. I hope that made a little bit of
sense to ya. It’s what that God gave me to write and
who am I to argue with God 🙂 Yes I know, there’s a
my own perception within the poem hehehe, but I only
write what I know and feel. Boy, what I’d give for some
snow right about now LOL. Yes, I know, that would
mean back to shoveling, but I like cold weather much
better than hot weather. Yet I can do without the below
zeros and all LOL, but that’s part of life up here and
summertime is on a downhill ride as of today. Benny’s
lying beneath and behind Judy right now in the floor.
He sure is a trusting soul hehehe. I’ve accidentally
snagged his tail once or twice with the wheels of my
chair and he still insist on laying down in that spot.
Silly boy hehehe! I’ve gotten to where I take a look
around me before I roll nowadays hehehe. Well, it’s
about time for me to begin my little search for that
old off switch that loves to try and elude me, but
not before I tell you what I tell you every week and
that is, I wrote some more poems and haiku which
I happened to mention in the beginning hehehehehe.
Yeppers, I wrote once again 10 poems, but this
time with one of them being sort of Christmassy.
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all the haiku lovers
out there. I hope you have a wonderful God filled
week. Remember, Jesus loves you and we do too.
Now to find that off switch. Found it splashing
around in my Mountain Dew can trying to cool off.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Leftover Values

When in the moments
of our yesterdays
leftover values
might seem as a haze.
Found as perception
much greater to see
leftover values
might not need to be.
When in a hurry
the things that we do,
might become turmoil
within our view.
Look for good values
to use day to day
from all the lessons
that came passed your way.
Don’t be so quick to
act on a whim.
Think it out surely
before it turns grim.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

Winters Confessions

Wintertime’s pictures
painted with snow
display some footsteps
where all they go.
Winters confessions
might often times be
Christmastimes journeys
of which we can see.
Yes often portholes
we find in our gaze
are that of Christmastime
throughout the days.
Stories remembered
when wintertime’s come
beat sometimes as that
drummer boys drum.
That Christmas story
of how Christ was born
winters confessions
are greatly adorn.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

Storms of Summer

With the rains
of summertime
seasons find
a great design.
Minutes changing
in our view
as they daily
truly do.
Storms of summer
come so proud
as some clouds
with rain endowed.
Songs as rhythms
pitter patter
beat their message
in a splatter.
For as storm clouds
fall in place,
there’s a season
filled with grace.
Bringing waters
that we need
to the life
of seasons seed.
Storms of summer
shout and sing
of the stories
that they bring.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

Portraits of Lies

Living in shadows
of segments of lies
will just bring journeys
of saddened goodbyes.
Found as a portrait
many so find
lies that are burdens
in their own design.
Don’t be a liar
just cheating your way
as you go waltzing
in your day to day.
Let not your journeys
be filled full of pain
from only lies
of time and again.
A portrait of lies
will end in despair
with no one knowing
if you really care.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

Wasted Time

When counting minutes
an hour will pass
leaving times wasted
as your shadows cast.
Watching pots boiling
and not moving on
your wasting time
from dusk unto dawn.
Let not your shadow
to just stand around
for wasted time
will just slow you down.
Look for a minute
or second to do
that you can better
the time within you.
Don’t let tomorrow
to be found in place
with you regretting
your wasted time pace.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

Climbing Ladders

Today’s perception
that if seen
could be that of
just a dream.
Climbing ladders
to and fro
often take us
where we go.
Sometimes upwards
sometimes down,
sometimes landing
on the ground.
Times are changing
with each step
sometimes ending
where we’ve slept.
Journeys homeward
time to time
some will surely
seek to find
with the lessons
that they found
from the upwards
and the down.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

Memorized Views

Within my memories
of then thereunto
I find the pathways
of a wonderful view.
Memorized moments
I’ve taking to heart
are now my visions
that’ll never depart.
Lingering meadows
and oceans of waves
still beat as minutes
of moments of days.
I can still see us
as footprints in sand
walking the beach then
found hand in hand.
Symbols of heartbeats
with sand in our shoes
these are what I call
memorized views.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

The Essence of Love

Truth in His value
with all that He’s done
The Essence of Love
gave us His True Son.
Blessings repeating
as time moves along
as he forgives us
when we’re in the wrong.
The Essence of Love
does not seek applaud,
for He just loves us
as He is God.
He does not torment
or cause us to fall
for it’s humanity
that does so enthrall.
If there’s a death
of a loved one you know
God holds a place then
much better to go.
Sickness will happen
no matter your view,
for we are human
and this is what’s true.
Yet with the blessings
of The Essence of Love
there is true Heaven
that’s found up above.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

Found in Space

Thoughts of mine
are found in space
as I journey
place to place.
As I daydream
thinking true
I seek moments
in my view.
Found in space
with here and there
are sometimes
my peace with flair.
Thoughts of mine
just held inside
sometimes take me
for a ride.
When I’m stressed
with all I see
I might journey
spacious free.
Found in space
without a worry
I’ll daydream
and without hurry.
Then I’ll float back
down to Earth
with a sort of
health rebirth.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

Summers Sounds

Birds are chirping
mornings sun
as the day is
then begun.
Summers sounds
are heard so sweet
as the sound of
a little tweet.
I hear the wind
just blowing too
I see in view.
Summers sounds
will often sing
as a minutes
rushing stream.
Scenes of summer
might be found
as some raindrops
on the ground.
Sometimes clouds
that float on by
create summers
sounds reply.
With some thunder
that is heard
as a moments
single word.
Summers sounds
might seem to say
it’s gonna be a
real good day.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

for Aug 5, 2012

Sounds of a heartbeat
will often be hidden love
that’s afraid to share.

Yearning for true love
makes way for a little pain
found through the heartaches.

Letting emotions
to guide your every footstep
could cause you trouble.

Before a footstep
there’s a choice of which to choose
which way you will go.

A summer flower
makes good use of the raindrops
when in fact it can.

Believing in ghosts
needs you to believe in life
and then what’s after.

A feather will float
as a little ship at sea
found upon a breeze.

Clinging to someone
could cause them to run away,
so give them some room.

A passage that’s read
and taken out of context
could deceive what’s meant.

Blistering sunshine
beats down on a summers day
while many seek shade.

Lessons will be found
as many footsteps in life
that we messed up things.

Places we’ve been to
might still live as memories
that we rekindle.

Viewing a problem
sometimes needs another view
away from the middle.

Wishes for winter
thrive as heartbeats of wonder
with a little snow.

A flowers fragrance
brings joy to the scenery
as scents of summer.

The birds fly freely
in the minutes of the day
and rest when they can.

With common sense
comes a wave of emotions
that tells right from wrong.

Blessings of true love
are what many will mistreat
through stupidity.

The cause and effect
are lessons of humanity
that many forget.

Gazing at the clouds
you can find many pictures
that you imagine.

Weeds will grow quickly
in a yard that is not weeded
so take care of it.

Now gives us chances
to change what’s needing changing.
Don’t waste it away.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5, 2012

God bless from Bill and Judy.
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