Tag Archives: joy

Good Boy (Part II)

15 Mar

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.” ~Helen Keller


Good Boy (part II)

For every door that’s closed, another
Opens and reveals
Something that you’ll love as much
Something that appeals

A month ago, our Husky, Bear
Departed and broke hearts
But where one old life ends is where
Another young life starts

We made the trip to Wallenstein
And met with some fine folks
Who had just two small Huskies left
The small blond one did coax

Immediately he jumped up and
With paws up he did whine
I picked him up and realized
Right then that he was mine

He snuggled into my arms and
A hush fell over him
He started falling fast asleep
As his eyes became dim

We took him home and cared for him
The first few nights, no sleep!
But this good boy did catch on quick
And let his training seep

He picked up going outside to
Relive himself quite fast
Amazing how long his tiny
Puppy bladder can last

He also put himself to bed
In less than a whole week
“Good boy!” we said as he laid
And let out a soft squeak

I’ll always miss my Big Smelly
But when I run beside
This little blonde bundle of fur
My smile grows quite wide

It feels good to be running on
Husky power once more
You’re just as good a boy, Blondie
As our Husky before

                              ~Miro

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Peaceful Christmas

24 Dec

“I do like Christmas on the whole…. In its clumsy way,
it does approach Peace and Goodwill.  But it is clumsier every year.”  ~E.M. Forster

Peaceful Christmas

Merry Christmas, everyone!
I hope it’s filled with joy
But warriors are realistic
And know some annoy

Many waited until now
To get their shopping done
Recall my rhyme on consequences
It won’t be much fun

You’ve chosen to put it off ‘till
The very last minute
No complaining or frustrations
Or throwing a fit

Breath real deep as you brave all
The madness at the mall
Accept the situation that
You create when you stall

Many will have family
Come by for Christmas feast
And if you never have parties
Your stress will be increased

Recognize you’ll fall to level
Of your training now
Of course you cannot handle it
When they all come for chow

You cannot have a get-together
Only once a year
And expect all day to feel
Peaceful, joyous and cheer

Everything won’t go exactly
As you’ve planned today
Let it go and just allow
Things to flow as they may

Keep in mind the reason for
All of our celebrations
For presents and for all your guests
Let go your expectations

It isn’t about you at all
This day’s for something more
This day’s your opportunity
To show that you adore

All your friends and family
And others on the Earth
This is how the warrior
Honors the Savior’s birth

A symbol of pure selflessness
An icon of pure love
Embodiment of acceptance
From the Lord up above

Remember that when something threatens
To disrupt your peace
On your Christmas day, all those
Annoyances release

And don’t forget to keep it up
On 26th as well
Let it be a launching pad
For training to propel

And if you keep it up for an
Entire year, you’ll see
Just how peaceful your next Christmas
Will happen to be

                                         ~Merry Christmas, warriors!

Christmas Warriors

20 Dec

“Out of every one hundred men, ten shouldn’t even be there,
eighty are just targets, nine are the real fighters,
and we are lucky to have them, for they make the battle.
Ah, but the one, one is a warrior, and he will bring the others back.”

                                                                                      ~ Heraclitus

Christmas Warriors

Christmas is upon us and
There’s cheer within the air
It’s the only time of year
Most people seem to care

Smiles are given readily
And no one walks away
Without a kind greeting of, “Have
A Merry Christmas Day!”

But ever stopped to wonder why
So many are so nice?
Why everyone is friendly instead
Of greeting with ice?

The truth is that as humans, we
Prefer to follow trends
We feel the Christmas spirit ‘cause
We’re copying our friends

And strangers that we see around
It’s easy to feel joy
When everyone around you does
Their best not to annoy

So then we have to ask ourselves
Who started this here trend?
Answer: Christmas Warriors
Who all refused to bend

The people who put their trees up
Two months ago and heard
Most people just scoff and say
“Already? How absurd!”

The people who stayed excited
Despite the rolling eyes
“Bah humbug!” and all other ways
That people would chastise

Take a moment to give thanks
To warriors who started
All the cheer we follow now
It’s them who first imparted

They didn’t let the regular
Aloof demeanor quell
The Christmas spirit in their hearts
Instead, they let it swell

So for the Christmas Warriors
Who bring that spirit back
Every single year and are
Greeting with only flack

I’d like to give my gratitude
For sticking by their passion
Even though November’s not
When Christmas is in fashion

Thank you for beginning this
Good will that we all feel
Thanks for leading all of us
With your great Christmas zeal

                                               ~Miro

Making It

24 Sep

Making It

I had a chit-chat recently
With someone who had heard
That I do some work with movies
Which caused them to be spurred

To give me some advice on how
To become a success
Without having any knowledge
Of my field they did guess

That since I write and make movies
The only thing to do
Is to move to Los Angeles
And watch success ensue

Several topics came to mind
While this fool tried to teach
That fame and wealth are the two goals
For which I should now reach

To say he was a fool may seem
A bit harsh on my part
But it’s a great word to describe
Someone who isn’t smart

Dictionary defines ‘fool’ as
Someone who’s weak-minded
One who lacks judgement or sense
Someone who has been blinded

I asked this fellow, “What is fame?”
And his response told me
All he pictured was his name
Flashing on a marquee

I asked him “What is fortune?” and
It was clear that he thought
Wealth is based solely upon
The money that you’ve got

I asked him one last thing and that’s
“What’s happiness to you?”
It seemed to be a question that
Came right out of the blue

Once again he hadn’t thought
About where his joy lies
A fool who’s let other folks say
What happiness implies

That it comes from “making it”
From being top of class
That it’s based on accolades
And riches you amass

People like this fellow here
Should take a moment and
Think for themselves and forsake
All other people’s brand

Of success and “making it”
And come up with their own
One that defines happiness
For them and them alone

Do not strive for what the others
Tell you to strive for
Conventional accomplishments
Are ones you should ignore

Your purpose here is not just to
Win awards and get rich
Your purpose is to do the work
And other lives enrich

You do not have the same purpose
As any other person
Going after someone else’s goals
Just makes joy worsen

Think about just how unique
You are and do not fall
Into someone else’s goals
Which are defined too small

Head up, chest out and say loud
“That doesn’t work for me!”
I have no wish to see my name
Flashing on a marquee

I do not need my films to be
Seen by millions of fans
I do not need a flashy red
Carpet premiere at Cannes

I do not need to rub elbows
With Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt
I do not need a horde of wealth
To say that I’ve “made it”

And I don’t need the advice of
A fool who hasn’t made
The effort to learn of my craft
Except for what it’s paid

“Making it” for me is something
That is day to day
When the sun has set is when
I look back and survey

Did I give all of myself
To be my very best?
Did I employ patience and
Courage in every test?

Did I push myself as far
As my body could go?
Did I make an effort to
In some way try to grow?

Did I let go of things that
Did threaten to upset?
Did I never once complain
About some pain or sweat?

I don’t need to be in L.A.
New York or Toronto
To say I’ve “made it” anymore
Because of this I know:

Regardless of what ground’s beneath
My feet at present time
Every day I’ve “made it” when
I’ve completed my climb

So to the fool I spoke with, “Thanks”
But I don’t need advice
From someone who believes that fortune
And fame will suffice

Because it’s very clear to me
By watching those who do
Even though they’ve “made it” they just
Haven’t got a clue

They got what other people told them
That they had to get
But somehow they’re still miserable
Stressed out and quite upset

I’ll trade that any day for all
The peace and grace I’ve got
By straying from that tired course
And making my own plot

                            Miro

Glowems

14 Aug

Glow-ems

Sometimes as the years go by
The meaning of a word
Will change to something else and leave
Its definition blurred

Words like “sick” which now means well
Or “gay” which has to do
More with who you’re partnered with
Than having a keen view

Another word that’s taken on
A new meaning of late
Is the word “poem” which now
Has a depressing trait

Most poets cry of heartache
The misery they feel
How life is hard and cruel and tough
To whom does that appeal?

They couple thoughts of hopelessness
With rhymes to make you think
That their message is cheerful
When it just makes you sink

“Not another poem!” is what
So many folks say
Whenever they see rhyming verses
Littered with cliché

Of dread and dreariness and all
Those things that bring you down
“Poem” is a word I think
Should be let go to drown

It’s time to give ballads that have
A message of wisdom
Or hope or strength or love or peace
A name that’s not so glum

How ‘bout something that reflects
A feeling of the glow
And warmth that positive rhymes give
‘Glow-em’s one way to go

Or maybe something that reflects
The beauty of their point
Borrowing a word from France
‘Beau-ems’ we could anoint

Or maybe something to convey
The onward, upward motion
The outpouring of upbeat thoughts
‘Flow-ems’ of raw emotion

Or maybe warrior poets
Should stand up and take back
The name that has been taken by
The dark and dreary pack

Fight to reclaim their lost word
By writing upbeat tales
Peace will always take the wind
From melancholy’s sails

Take back “poem” and leave it
With something that describes
All the hopeless attitudes
And pessimistic vibes

‘Crow-ems’ for all those who cry
‘Low-ems’ for those knocked down
‘Foe-ems’ for those that cling to hate
‘Woe-ems’ for those that frown

One way or another something
Should be done about
The nomenclature of all rhymes
So that there is no doubt

Of what a person is reading
Before they start first line
A ‘Woe-em’ that will darken lights
Or ‘Glow-em’ that will shine

                                  Miro