Memories of the (Morning That Changed) our Lives

MTC

Fighting off memories from the past

How did the time go by so fast?

Haunted of things done years ago

Why do they have such a negative glow?

An instant replay trapped in my mind

Plays vivid mistakes I wish I didn’t find

All parties feel sorry for their actions

All wish that some things never happened

All were young and immature

Actions, thoughts, and words were changed forever

None were guilty of the offences drawn

Life was difficult for us from then on

Too many other parties were involved

Embarrassment and shame evolved

To bitterness and anger for us three

As we became a dangerous trio we

All three lives changed when the other parties had gone

We eventually separated as time went on

Two pressed forward to different places

One stayed back and all had shamed faces

On three separate paths, we make them our homes

All now needing to fight alone

Trying to move forward again

But constantly being reminded by Satan

The things that we did had to be wrong, because

They made it out to be worse than in it actually was

22 Years of Experience

Play in puddles of rain

Try to conceal the overt

Smile in spite of pain

Laugh to cover the hurt

Do cry tears of gladness

Congratulate others successes

Have patience for others madness

Relieve unneeded stresses

Focus on the present

Don’t let troubles leave a scar

Only remember the pleasant

Keep the grass green where you are

Don’t worry about the rude

They’re just having a bad day

Don’t pay attention to the crude

They’ll have their price to pay

Let others win the battles

Don’t rely on bad sources

Take the time to unsaddle

Before you beat your dead horses

That’s just a little slice

Of what I’ve learned throughout the years

So if you want my advice

Its here for open ears

Trial of Endurance

Panting my way up to the finish line

Sweaty and achy, halfway up the incline

Jogging against the winds of Satan

My body grows more tired than it’s ever been

With no clue how I’m going to make it

It’s taking everything I’ve got not to quit

It would be so easy to just stop and stand still

And watch the others pass me up the hill

But I’m not a quitter, I won’t give up

The race is not over til I win the cup

The race will not be won

Until my life here on earth is done

Celestial glory could not be obtained

If I quit and just remain

Sitting on the stone of failure
-keep running you must endure

Victory of Defeat

It’s funny how the downward slope is always the hardest

You think you’ve made it when you reach the top

But your trip down the mountain will take you just as long

You’re tired and your body grows weaker each step you take

And you forget about how long it took you to get there

If its nine miles up the mountain it’ll be nine back

If it takes nine months til the middle of your mission you’ve still got nine left

The first few months are the longest, but the last stretch is the hardest

You forgot the strength it took to get you to the top

The half hour of sleep at lunch doesn’t make up for the other hours you’ve lost

You’re left half dead, clinging to your last glimmer of hope

Throwing rocks at the nearby broken water fountain

Wanting things to be easier than they were before,

You curse the weather and pray for miracles

But realizing how selfish and childish that sounds

You humbly retreat and pray for forgiveness

Just to hike the same mountain again tomorrow

God’s Miracles

When thrown into a pit, an unknown snare

I call upon God to watch over and care

He then binds the mouths of ferocious men

And helps me out of my lions den

When men are drowning in the stormy deep

When waves thrash and the heavens weep

God shows me light and calms my heart

As I wait patiently in my Noah’s Ark

When asked to sacrifice my all today

My Abraham with Isaac, I will obey

I’ll walk to the alter with all that I love

I’m willing to give them to my God above

When seeking for truth I search the scriptures

My times like Joseph Smith I pray for answers

Then in my figurative “pillar of light”

God visits me and shows me what’s right

When suffering at times in life’s Gethsemane’s

I’m wounded and broken on bended knees

God reminds me His son can lighten my load

By carrying me down life’s shattered road

God’s tender mercies bless us all

Through the Lord Jesus Christ I am saved from the fall

I am not cursed with Adam’s transgression

And through the atonement I can strive for perfection

Hosanna, hosanna, to my God and King

To Him my praises I’ll forever sing.

The Fall

I’ve got a confession

The slightest impression

Though ever so brittle

Can grow just a little

For those I admire

By feeding the fire

By hints, not coercion

Then total immersion

Springs forth without saying

And shows signs of staying

When my mind wanders

And it’s you it ponders

The slightest impression

Can grow to obsession

There’s no way of knowing

The waters you’re rowing

There’s no way to find

The tracks you left behind

You’re gone with out a trace

After one last embrace

Gone away from my view

Forever with out you

Lanigiro Selgnirp

I do not like you little man,

With your fake mustache and receding hair line,

Your salty goodness and tasty lick

You make me fat with anger

Yet I’m still addicted

You chap my lips with your perfect curves

You fix my crave, yet I thirst for more

I hate you, oh but I love you so.