The Na/GloPoWriMo Day 11 challenge is a nebulous subject of what might my state of the union be about my life in the future. I live a lot in the moment. I suppose that I nearly always have. This is particularly true since fighting for my life and winning.. thus far. I don’t have a lot of expectations; just a few hopes and a heart full of love for those who mean so much to me. With this in mind….
Solo Deo Gloria by Michael Romani Early on in life I learned that too many sit by Afraid maybe to take on the strife And so they sit idly giving no reply To the question that life has thrown Certain only That they are dissatisfied With all that life has shown I learned the hard way Seems like it was only yesterday That we don't know We can never know How much life we have yet to breathe Knocked to my knees As I couldn't even breathe Who knew follicles put on the oxygen Or that they can be blocked My life was rocked and my body shocked But, I've made my way back again So, the query established into this dispution Is what will be my tomorrow's state of union? I would like to say a lot of brilliant things But, the best that I really, truly have Is we will see what tomorrow brings The only promise that I have to offer And I know it's not much to really proffer Is that I will live each day given Giving my best love and hoping to be forgiven When I fail and fall flat on face again As I am sure I will again and again Until that day when... when I can't Can't get back up again You say that's really not much to give? It's all that I can give My very best to each who is in my soul I have learned just how much isn't in my control I almost made it to my SUV that day Hand reaching toward the door They found me face down Face slightly smashed having caught the ground Eight days in ICU, and I could breathe again I hate when my mind flashes back to then Two faces inside my tired mind Two voices that I would not leave behind Nurses whispering, "He should be dead" A cry in that night filling my Neanderthal head Striking another bargain with God, please let me live To watch these two grow into everything That their lives will bring Another prayer to God, please Lord, forgive All my wrongs and let me see them grow up That to me is my winner's cup Every day that I can still breathe Is another day I can love those I love Another day that I do not leave I am in no rush to see and be in heaven above Two little hearts, two little hands I love to hold Dear Lord please let me live long enough to be old So you ask me what tomorrow will bring for me? I suppose my answer doesn't have much dignity I just want to live long enough to be a good daddy... And to each day that I do continue above ground I am so very grateful for those things found Solo Deo Gloria is engraved on the back of my guitar Given of dreams of going all that far I have but one dream left really To have enough steel in me To live to be a good daddy (c) April 11, 2018 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved