Zuzanna

Today was a beautiful sunny day
with no clouds on the blue sky
the weather was perfect
we were sitting on the patios
sipping tea – it was shortly
in the afternoon when
all of a sudden
a black cloud appeared
on the sky and all I could see
was the lightning.

There was a thunderstorm
on the way – the silence
was in the hot air
I could hear only a static
that accumulated from the heat
“unusual silence, ” was in the air
right before the storm
I could sense – the last few days
were scorching like a flame.

Always enjoy walking in the rain
but at this time
it was huge thunder
with a strong lightning
crossing the sky
single droplets start pounding
on the ground
and the dust formed bubbles
that I could see-as for me
the smell of the rain was very different
I was not sure why?

The rain was getting stronger
and began to pour
I have listened to the radio tunes
to see if there are any local warnings
suddenly, I’ve heard the voice
an announcement on line
there will be power shortage
because of the thunder lightning
hitting a huge tree near by
damaging the power lines.

As much as I wanted to go
for the stroll that day
it was impossible after all
with the unexpected rainfall
no power for several hours
the time was running slow
as you can imagine-
the silence was incredible
because the appliances stopped working.

My desire for walking in the rain
was dimmed because
of the unexpected change
in weather conditions
Mother Nature played a trick on us
with the thunderstorm and the rainfall
that plummeted on the ground
from heavens above
no one knew that day
about the sudden weather change
so my plans for having
“just the walking in the rain, ” has fell.

© 2008 Zuzanna

A SIMPLE ACT OF KINDNESS

“I cannot make a difference “
we hear that said often each day
however, no one suggested
to changing the World
in a very simple way
with just one smile or a kind deed
yes, change the World, this may.

It matters not the size of one
or a beauty of a creed
excuses are for the lazy ones
they are not the kind we need
one open heart filled with love
can change this World of greed
a smile could be your own
would start a simple deed.

Changing the World in a better way
doing our part indeed…
to build an eternal friendship
no matter the distance
for what use would to it there be
if I could not live to say
having a good time while I am here
that can also end one day.

Planning a good time for another week
Not knowing…that the World
Might end today?
Not showing signs of sadness
let the courage stands tall
it really takes only act of kindness
to remember…one person to make a difference
love with a simple dream and a wish
“One million dollar ” smile for one
to feel how they stand above all.

© 2008 Zuzanna

Last edited by Zuzanna on June 12, 2008, 11:10 am

Last week of May 2008,
it is almost gone – one more day
With June on its way.
Time flies, children grow.
People share joy,
Happiness and sadness.
Life goes on.

The hands of time never stop
soon another month,
and then another year will be over.
Time is like a river flowing day by day.

Enjoy your life, smile and I smile too
be happy and blessed
this is my wish for you.
Dear friend do your best
Get some rest-
Take deep breath – Relax.
Life is beautiful when shared with friends.

© 2008 Zuzanna

Last edited by Zuzanna on May 15, 2008, 10:25 am

For You My Mother

One hundred roses I am giving you
My dearest mother for the love,
Especially when I have tripped
And fallen on my knees,
Your kisses were like medicine.

The love you gave freely from your heart.
Guided how to go through life
you show me how to be
the person I have become.
You have always been there
not enough words to say, “I love you. “

Dearest mother you are a God’s gift
On Earth, a guide when was lost
And drowning like a ship
On the deep ocean of life-
One hundred roses I am giving you today
Thank you for all your unconditional love
My heart will be always there for you
No one can take your place ever.
I love you mother forever.

© 2008 Zuzanna

Last edited by Zuzanna on May 8, 2008, 3:17 pm

My Grandma’s Story

There are many faces of the Moon.
Additionally its phases often change.
Always had, and still have
Great impact on people:
Moon in fact has been one of those,
Mysterious, fascinating Orbs.

I was a child when one of my uncles
Visited his friends-
It was dark at night,
However, when the Moon
Raised high on the sky
The night became much brighter.

There were chills over his skin.
He could feel the cold air around him.
Walking alone that night,
He did see, a black bird sitting,
on near fence-he was scared.

The bird was not moving,
my uncle managed get home.
The next day he told the story,
to his mother, what later found,
A ghost looked like,
Phantom appearance
that for anyone could be scary.

History tells us that many years ago,
there was a son living at home.
Mysteriously died one dark night
Not one person knew
Why this young man took own life
Then, there the black bird appeared.

All who knew the story?
Was quite scared walking by?
That place looked spooky at night.
My uncle believed that
it was a wondering soul,
which looked like a bird?

I was young hearing the story
and wondering about that.
My Grandma quite often
loved to talk to my uncle-
“Do not go places all alone,
When the Moon gets full
it can be scary “.

I heard them often speaking of
these unusual appearances-
Story, that brought chills,
Goose bumps to my skin.
Not sure, about an unknown
one might never know…
However, one thing is sure
there is the dark side of the Moon.

© 2008 Zuzanna Musial

He said, “I love you “,
Touching her palm gently
Eyes sparkled and shined
Like a Diamonds on the sky
In the shadow of a smiley full Moon
With it’s round face like a balloon.

Passion, love, romance, candles
a glass of a red wine –
Great music for the evening
two people wrapped
in a blanket of love-
When being together,
The World did not matter at all.

She told him, “I love you “,
you are the man of my dreams.
I have been waiting for you
At the Youth Fountain…
A secret meeting place, for those two.

He loved her dearly each day.
However, life events kept them apart.
She cried often to her pillow
missing the man
who was dearest to her heart.

Dreams, promises failed.
The hopes she had disappeared.
Life was empty with out him
her heart was broken and bled.

Her days were sad and gloomy
as a sky with heavy clouds
Darkness covered her soul,
Tears misted her eyes-
Only memory she treasured
forever lived in her broken heart.

© 2008 Zuzanna
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“To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides. “
~ David Viscott, How to Live with Another Person, 1974

Last edited by Zuzanna on April 22, 2008, 6:52 pm

Friendship

It is a treasure
Hard to find,
Friendship is life
That embraces us.

Friendship is sunshine
On the sky
Friendship is peace
Serenity around us-
Friendship is being kind.
Friendship is music from the heart.

A friend is like a sun
and the starry sky at night.
Friend is indeed very special to us.
I do treasure yours…FOREVER.

© 2008 Zuzanna

Last edited by Zuzanna on April 22, 2008, 5:35 pm

He was living far away,
thinking of her every day,
however, the distance was
separating them-they were not able
to see each other every day.

His heart longing for the love
she was always in his thoughts
only letters that he wrote
saying…I love you
Put a smile on her face.

She was a queen in his eyes
and in his dreams too.
Someone very special,
He loved her dearly
they could not be together.

He said “I love you…always will “,
her heart was in a rage of directions.
She was unable to join him
for the life journey in togetherness.

The future they planned
Was it a dream, a ‘wish upon a star’?
Filled with emptiness in his heart
what has left perhaps… a beach?

His favourite place, a Sanctuary,
a Solace for his past time-
Where he loved to draw
a picture of her in the sand
with a shape of a beautiful heart.

Waves washed it all away.
Only the breeze listened to his sigh.
A tear trickled down on his face
missing her smile;
His dreams not fulfilled-
Left him sad and heart broken.

© 2008 Zuzanna
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Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.
– Denis Waitley

Last edited by Zuzanna on April 20, 2008, 10:01 am