I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: September 2021
We’ve all got things that are not going as well as we expected.
That’s the thing about expectations; there is always an issue, here and there, that continue to gnaw at our psyche.
We choose to dwell on those reminders or see them as limitations instead of being mindful of the bigger picture.
Perspective.
If we look past the negativity, we are able to see a brighter horizon.
Adjust your attitude.
Instead of tallying up your mistakes, count your blessings. Be thankful for what you have and what you have done.
Be grateful.
Realize how blessed you are.
Stay blessed.
09/06/2021 j.g.l.
Posted on September 5, 2021 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
The weather may change,
but plans don’t have to.
Hot coffee, cold cereal,
an adventure planned
for the day. It’s the last
road trip of a summer
where trips have been
few and far between.
Rain or shine, this is
going to happen.
09/05/2021j.g.l.
Posted on September 4, 2021 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
yesterday
today
was
tomorrow
I had so much to do
things I had put off
consciously or
unconsciously it mattered not
I was determined to get them
Done
one (or all of them)
by
one
done today
when it was tomorrow
it seemed easier
it seemed manageable
it seemed as if there would
be time
when today
was tomorrow
yet as tomorrow came,
as it always does
as yesterday lost hold of
the hours and
its way
and tomorrow just happened
anyway
it seemed
as if
time had passed me by
as if a day;
today or any day
slipped off the calendar
falling like a rose petal or
disgraced politician
into the basket of days misspent
or wasted
days which promised more
but delivered less
tomorrows do that
they never quite live up to
today
and all too often
become a yesterday
© 2014 j.g.lewis
