All Good Things by Sidney D. Church
The Meaning of Life by Sidney D. Church
Life Not Lived by Sidney D. Church
Feeling free is having the pleasure to go without worrying about all the little things.
Free is like, ROARS that life's little promises allow.
Throwing stones instead of worms.
Hiding in a cave, and not rest peacefully in a nest.
Let the beauty come from the heart of me.
Make a sound of sensation from my ROAR.
Take me beast free.
Make me beast free.
People do not want to see.
It is the beast inside of me.
Let my beauty be, seen from with in me.
Let me make beauty from peace.
To crash, to take all of the bad, ugly and break my bones.
Tear down these walls of stone.
Break down these walls of stone.
Change these walls of stone.
Take me, just as I would accept you.
Hear me, just as I would listen to you.
Walk with me, just as I would carry you.
3-10-1998
To enjoy a happiness for our lifetime.
All good things are what we enjoyed,
The love we had for each other can only be described as sublime.
Growing old to see our children have their own.
All good things are what we envisioned,
With each other, we’d never be alone.
A joy that lasted forever.
All good things brought us together,
On what seemed to be a grand endeavor.
On May 20, 2005, I lost my best friend.
The days are very long and the nights get to quiet,
Because on May 20, 2005, all good things came to an end.
7-24-2005
What a stupid cliché
What is so open about my life
I can’t even find my niche (eh!)
Taking the path of least resistance
Sacrificing my integrity
Just to survive for instance
It would be in a language no one could read
The paper isn’t even the best quality
And the ink would run and bleed
For someone to “read me”
It’s a sad story really
Not for it’s content, or reality
A person with good intentions
Fails to take advantage of his life
And creates a world of tension
To translate the complex language that is my life
To be able to understand me
For now, I must learn to deal with my inner strife
Just once
If you can
Maybe then I can have some bunce
10-22-2004
That little thing men search for
They spend their entire lives looking
Never seem to get close
It’s right there, just in reach
But they just cannot see
What is it that we are here to do
Why are we the way we are
What purpose is our existence
Are we meant to know
Why do we wonder, what could it be
It is so simple
The meaning of life is…
Why should I tell you
I figured it out, now it’s up to you
Maybe one day, you too will see
12-4-2004
To start living this finite line.
Our life was just beginning
And now we hope it is not ending.
But sad to see you in pain and agony.
For sickness and in health was the promise I made
I will try to live up to it and not be swayed.
Before we had to face this adversity.
Life was full of possibilities and dreams
Now the nightmare is the main theme.
Why you fall nearly every time you try to stand.
This has changed all of our lives forever
But with hope it will not change our endeavor.
We shall always have our ability to cope.
And with our faith in each other
We will be able to take it further.
However by lights early dawn
New dreams will come
Perhaps a new life by the dawning of the sun.
12-18-2003
I feel like a beast instead of a bird.
Release the beast from inside of me.
Make me beast free.
People do not want to listen.
Release the beast from inside me.
I take all of the stones and build a dome.
See me, just as I would look at you.
Charity Kay Church
All Good Things...
All good things are what we wanted for our life,
All good things are what we hoped to see,
All good things made us smile,
All good things for some reason never last,
Sidney D. Church
Read Me
Life is an open book
Eager to please
If my life were a book
I wonder what it would be like
It’s sad because the main character
For once, I would like someone to read me
Read me
Sidney D. Church
The Meaning of Life
Alas I have found it
Alas I have found it
Alas I have found it
Sidney D. Church
Life not lived
3 years is not enough time
I am just happy you are still here with me
I remember how life used to be
Our children are too young to understand
Even though our lives will never be what he had hoped
Our initial dreams are gone
Sidney D. Church
Back