WHEN I'M GONE

WHEN I’M GONE

All the little things that I do lately that make you mad,

Someday you’ll think back of these things and be sad.

All the little things that work on your nerves, as the day is long,

Someday you’ll realize that you deserved when I’m gone.

All the little things that seem to cause you pain,

Someday you’ll realize, I didn’t cause your rain.

All the little things you say I did wrong,

Will be the things you miss most when I’m gone.

All the little things that seem to make you blue,

Someday will be the things that make you smile, when we’re through.

All the times you had to get the last word at the sound of the gong,

Will seem so absurd when I’m gone.

All the times that you had to play your song,

Someday you’ll realize there was a place it didn’t belong.

All the times you did things that you knew were wrong,

Someday maybe you’ll understand when I’m gone.

All the times you just had to be right,

Someday will seem dumb, when I’m out of sight.

All the times that everything had to be your way, when it’s all said and done,

Someday you’ll see it was one of many things that drove me away when I’m gone.

Although I know the times may be rare,

Someday you might look back and wish you had cared.

There will come a time for the old times you will long,

But all you will have are memories when I’m gone.

STANLEY HENDRIX

8/26/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

THE SOUL

If I could touch you anywhere, it wouldn’t be where you think.

If I could touch you anywhere, it wouldn’t even make you blink.

If I could touch you anywhere, it would be daring and bold.

If I could touch you anywhere, I would touch your soul.

If you believe the eyes are the windows to the soul,

Then look in deep and you will be sold.

If you see something you like and you want to see more,

Look at the smile, you just might find the door.

Once you’re inside the door, you can see all there is to see.

Once you’re inside the door, you can tell if it’s meant to be.

Once you’re inside the door, you can feel what it’s all about.

Once you’re inside the door, you can touch the soul from the inside out.

The body is just a vehicle for the soul, that we know.

If human touch is the motor that makes the soul go,

If the soul is the essence of what is you and what is me,

Then to start this motor, Love is its key.

In the night when it’s dark and cold

I want your heat to grab and hold.

I want to bring you into the fold.

I want to hold you tight and kiss your soul.

The soul is what makes us different from other forms of life.

Because the soul knows the difference from what’s wrong and what’s right.

The soul, when it’s sad is heavy with blight,

But when it’s happy, is light in its flight.

Every soul has a soul‑mate.

But until you find it, you just have to wait.

When the soul meets its mate there’s an electrical surge.

The two searching for love, move into each other’s souls in one easy merge.

STANLEY HENDRIX

8/25/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM