Bobbi Myers Poems

Have you ever asked, 'why? ';
As a bird passed you by?
Will you fly, like a bird, when you die?
...

My grandson, I have yet to meet
That matters not to me.

For, even though I've seen you not
...

In the blink of an eye; you appear... I look back;
In the blink of an eye, you are gone.

Like a piece in your game, you so carelessly play;
...

I've paid a price, more times than not
Through life, my cost was high

From bottoms up, then down I fought
...

When I die, will I fly?
Like a bluebird would fly?
Way up high
Up above in the sky?
...

'Oh, woe is me', she cries again.
Not caring of the carnage left behind.
The utter destruction she so kindly bequeathed her loved ones.
...

Sometimes in life, although it be,
a person can be good.

For reasons we don't understand,
...