Little Eyes

Little Eyes

© 2018 by P Michael Biggs

Little eyes are watching.

They watch you and me

as we do life

That’s how they learn.

And then they grow up.

They have our imprint,

our mark on them.

Today, God …

Let me make

some good marks

that will endure.

Let me be the

Grandfather of the future

for good in someone.

  

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Originals by P Michael Biggs

Doctors

Doctors

© 2018 by P Michael Biggs

I’m headed to the doctor.

For most of my life,

I’ve feared doctors.

They like to stick you,

or so I thought.

I’ve gone to seem them

many times, and have not

been pricked, or poked.

I’m learning to trust

my doctor.

He/She has only my

best health in mind.

They are partners

in the pursuit of good.

They have studied,

know a lot,

and try to help.

I like doctors.

Doctors are human beings,

like me, with a specialty.

They eat, pay bills,

buy groceries,

tie their shoes,

just like me.

We need good medical professionals.

Do you have a good doctor?

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Late Bloomers

Late Bloomers

© 2018 by P Michael Biggs

(It finally bloomed)

I have a rhododendron bush

just out my window.

All other rhodys have

blossomed and shown off

this season,

except for this one.

It is what we call

a late bloomer.

It still beautifies my world,

it still adds a wonderful spring

essence all its own.

It’s just a late bloomer.

I’ve known a few late bloomers

in my time.

They are still people

of worth and value,

They just don’t find their

stride till later.

At times, I’ve been

a late bloomer.

I think my writing

is an example of that.

And yet, I am still valid.

I still have worth.

And maybe I’m not late at all.

Maybe I’m right on time

for someone who enjoys

the essence of what I do.

Maybe they live in this era

and have come along

to appreciate my words

for this season in life.

Maybe I’m not so late

after all.

Maybe you are not late also.

Bloom where you are planted,

and when you are ready.

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