THE YEAR OF T A D!

Make this the year you TALK and DO

Don’t just talk about working out, DO IT

Don’t just talk about opening a business DO IT

Don’t just talk about helping the less fortunate DO IT

Don’t just talk about mentoring DO IT

Don’t just talk about burying the hatchet DO IT

Don’t just talk about uplifting friends DO IT

Don’t just talk about taking a trip DO IT

Don’t just talk about buying a home DO IT

Don’t just talk about volunteering DO IT

Don’t just talk about changing your diet DO IT

Don’t just talk about earning a promotion DO IT

Don’t just talk about following Christ DO IT

Don’t just talk about stopping Black on Black Crime DO IT

Don’t just talk about working together DO IT

Don’t just talk about donating DO IT

Don’t just talk about being positive DO IT

Don’t just talk about what you’re going to do this year DO IT

Why? Because you may not get another chance…

Make this the year of T A D 

Talk and Do

And everything you talk about doing 

In 2016 I hope it comes true

If it’s positive…

CAN'T LET GO OF GO

I have to keep moving
Petal to the metal and then some
Moving onward and upward and then some
Hitting the brakes means I get none of what I say I want

Future becomes the past all to quick
Living in the present that was once the future
Although tomorrow isn't promised
I have to plan for its arrival

Looking down the road I get a glimpse
Enough to give me hope
On the wing I soar
Hanging by a rope

I'd like to fly away
Doesn't matter what they say
Unless they're going my way
Then lets ride

I can't let go of go
got to keep riding even if it's slow
I need to see whats ahead
One day the car will be parked
and I'll be read, in an obituary

So let me add lines to the pages
Fill up the pages with life
He never let go of go, is what it will read
Still holding on in flight to paradise

Never letting go of go...

CHANGE YOUR PRAYER

I may be Broken, 

But I'm under repair

Cause a change is coming 

Since I changed my prayer

Where he wants me to go

I want to be there

And I know it’s coming

Since I changed my prayer

And it’s not about me

But what’s in his plan

I was in it for me, 

But I didn’t understand

His plan is forever, 

Beyond my belief

I'm just so thankful 

HIS plan includes me

He hears my needs

Took away my despair

Told me I was covered

When I changed my prayer

Now I know what matters

So with you this I'll share

Some amazing things happen

When you change your prayer

©2015 Wayne Box Miller

FREE

Free to move 

Free to do

Free to ask 

If I can spend a little more time with you

Free to know

What keeps us apart

Free to respect your answer

But free to hear your heart

Free to breathe

Free to exhale

Free to spend the night

In your mental world

Free to try

Free to be

Everything

You see in me

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Free to write

Free to speak

Free to tell you 

I want to be 3 days in your week

Free to try

Experiment too

Free to let go of regrets

Involving me and you

Free to think 

you might change

Thoughts free of friends

One of these days

Free to smile

Free to see

You still inspire

Freedom of the pen in me

©2015 Wayne Box Miller

ENJOY THE RIDE

Up ahead I can’t see anything but the road

Not the twist and turns that await me

But full speed ahead I go

Not fearing the sudden stops

or the sharp turns

Up ahead I can’t see the end 

but I’m enjoying the ride

Stop signs aren’t the end just the pause

So why do we give them 

more power then they’re asking for?

Up ahead I see it 

Out of focus, out of vision, out of sight

But here I come anyway because, 

The road of life Is a road you've never traveled

and one you’ll never travel again

So I say sit back and enjoy the ride

It’s leading somewhere

Beautiful I guarantee

So don’t miss life trying to figure it out

Life has a way of passing you by

without giving you a chance to look back

But you’ll never hear life say lets do it again

Because life isn’t just a trip

It’s the one way kind

So on the road of life, where will you go?

Wherever it is, enjoy the ride

©2015 Wayne Box Miller

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

I count my blessings
Glad they exceed my age
Even if multiplied by days
I have room to spare

For in the moment of this moment
multiple blessings have occurred
that I can count, yet still forget

Because breathing each breath
Blinking both eyes
thinking these thoughts
all happen at once and more

And in saying that I just lost count again
of just how many blessings I have
But I count them nonetheless
but in doing so I always lose count
of the blessings that are too many to name
Don't you?

THE LEAVES ARE FALLING

Like the leaves of fall,

my problems drop and scatter amongst the throng of others

We wish them never to return 

knowing they are part of the seasons of our lives

I eagerly await sunshine knowing 

I have to endure a winter of uncertainty before I smile again

But I'm good with that

This cycle of life has taught me

the more things change the more you should get use to it.

But I don't

As if I'm expecting some seismic shift in Mother Nature's predictable behavior

Knowing the calendar is the pattern of her performance minus a few days here and there

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But I think for a second and realize 

I have today

all to myself

to share 

to live

to give

to bless someone else

And I think even more about the fact

Someone can't write this poem today

Because Mother Nature and GOD agreed

The four seasons are now one eternity

A life that has come full circle

Maybe even without any fanfare

that they were even here...

©2015 Wayne Box Miller