Trinkets

      Haha I laugh. Give a gift of longing before a long
trip of somewhere. Trinkets to "buy" love. Ah classics.
I do so love rolling of credits so to speak. Yet I must
come to realize that I cannot hate you as much as
I want to. I must continue to love everyone.

     Such is the story sold to me numerous times.
Being duped was easy. I accepted all that was given.
No questions. Now skeptical I have become. All that
trickles causes insane laughter. Still I walk it off.

     Some choices that we make in life are really far
from what the conscience knows is truthful still some
pursue to no end. Why? Still it matters not to those
people that care and love revolve around them.
Are they really that blind?

     Ah what can I say. Blindness leads to deception.
I cannot allow anyone who is dear to me slip. I take
all my concerns to Jehovah for even as I type I see
the signs of one straying. Still I do as Jehovah tells me.
I stand firmly planted at his table.

    So dear friend, pardon me if you take this poem
to heart. This is a reminder to all my family
everywhere to take a look at the familiar scriptures in
the Bible. (2 Timothy 3:16) All that is written in the
Bible is a lesson for teaching and relearning.

     Never forget that love is everywhere and if you
love me see the glimmer of hope that slide down
my cheek. Ah how precious a choice is. I hope you
choose the right course because trickery is everywhere.