Thankful to have memories that the pressure of time has surely turned to diamonds now. But still wanting to have plans. Look into my mind but find very little.

Finally talked to a Gypsy. She looked carefully into the ball. She sadly said to me all she saw was clouds. She then ready my palm, but nothing was written.

Discovered, yes, defeated, no. I will create and construct a day that everything fits and works. Must keep the guns loaded it takes to battle unexpected things in life.

So will be able to create new plans. Certainly not the ability, but the desire to pull the sword from the stone. 

So many stars, why can't I have just one?

Both of my hands reach up. I try to remember when I nearly only touched one; I always try to wear my hat straight, but sometimes at night I would just have to tilt it, just to see if any, were in my reach.

One time heard...

If you can look in a mirror and see perfection, then anyone can.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

How I would love to be able to dream again.

If I had a dream, I wonder what it will be and where it would take me...If I had a dream.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher


I wonder if the world stopped turning just one time, would I still be able to see the sun setting behind the trees.

I WANTED TO STAY.

I wanted to see, hear, walk and talk.

I STUMBLED... I FELL.

My sun could not stay.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

It was a beautiful day once for a while, It's a sun that can wake you up at any time; I would wave at it but it never once waved back.

Sometimes it would take me down roads and I would turn around, but I could never get back to the same place.

Pain is a very formidable opponent. I once challenged it, I moved a bishop in confidence when really all I had to do is to move a pawn to win.

I found out It's a devil you can't shake hands with and make any kind of deal, for this devil holds a knife of pain in both hands.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

If you look in my eyes, can you tell me what you really see when you look in them. Looking understandably close, maybe there is a mystery in my eyes.

I know when once in the lions den I could see them but they didn't seem to see me when they looked in my eyes.

Knowing, need a vision of resolve understanding and forgiveness when looking at the interior mirror of my eyes, a reflection of confidence, courage that can't be defeated; That would be my desire of a reflection that you can see and if you see a lecture in my eyes, I want it to be best wishes of happiness throughout your life.

To have that look in my eyes would give me peace complete.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

I often wonder if I could touch a star with one hand and touch you with my other hand, would it change our lives to something of unfound concept.

I think after all we have worked and tried; Every day need not be monday mornings of shouldering burdens.

I really do not know what exactly we deserve, maybe we haven't earned very much in life, but I think if we keep holding on, that star won't let us go.

I believe if we keep our self worth, we will be rewarded with things beyond our concept if that touch is not released.

The only touch that star I can see it's brightness of wisdom and courage. Must hold on to that belief.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

With wheels of round I started my journey thru life, It was complicated sometimes at first. Walls couldn't pass, mountains to steep to climb.

Eventually was able to see bright starry nights, clear sunny days. I kept traveling with a stronger stride, then I came across a meadow of unexplainable color of green grass, I needed a rest, could see a hand reaching out, but I just couldn't reach it.

I knew then my wheels weren't that round any more, now convinced that my steps must be made solid, then it might be possible to reach that hand.

Wanting to reach a time and place that my heart is filled with wonderful memories and a ocean of calm waters.

When the day comes, that is the day I wish for any gardens I planted in my traveling to be not only useful but beneficial and any thoughts to be a light in any darness waiting for a touching wind from the heavens to make my wheels round again.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

Spring was still trying to conquer winter when first we met, when she looked into my eyes and then spoke to me, her words and her look entered me and traveled paths never before taken my mind and caused all the storms and waves therein to calm.

When first held her hand, felt as though touched sand on a beach gently warmed by the sun, all the time we were together it felt as though children were at play in my heart.

To describe her would take many words; To tell how I felt about her would take only three.

From the begining I knew if we ever had to part,  my nights would have no noon, my days would have no sun.

The soil of my thoughts would become unfertile, could no longer grow new thoughts.

To borrow one penny of her personality would increase the whole world's wealth, when problems of life caused my thirst, she was my drink.

Warranted, but unwanted a day came that she had to leave, I knew her west would separate us from my east.

I remember I did not cry alone, not only my angels but even my demons cried with me. Now time of time shows in my face, with having to say and wave goodbye to her.

No longer a tune in my heart for being with her, my song, knowing her, my music and having known her, pleases me.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

To point a finger always let it to be to suggest something of potential, the right direction, a beautiful view, something never seen, construction made with hands of craft. A day perfect you need to see also, but never in anger or disappoinment.

Think in a mirror it will be you.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

Confidence, Wisdom, and Patience may be the keys to unlock the doors of your futures; as for today, they can be as anchors in life's ocean.

To say ' I MUST' is not always the most important thing to do or say, as we are not promised any tomorrows, but we need not to put tomorrows aside because we are allowed to make plans, but we should not put a " MUST" on them.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

We like to have FAITH in life's plans and HOPE that they will turn out as we like but they may not, so we are left with just WISHES that they will happen as we would like for them to.

GRUDGES are so easy to obtain and have towards someone, but we should let them be as sand in the deserts here now, but blown away somewhere else tomorrow.

GUSTO is a quality worth having because it is good to have zest with no restraints, but we must remember we cannot always be vigorous and vibrant, for someday we shall all grow old and tired, then we must go for someone else to be born and take our place...So goes the cycle of life

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

Solitude is as a statue standing all alone, hard and cold. If we can reach out and steal away someone's solitude, we may brighten their life with friendship and thus take away their loneliness.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

Thankful to have memories that the pressure of time has surely turned to diamonds by now, but still wanting to have plans rooted into my mind but find very little.

Finely talked to a gypsy, she looked carefully into the ball, she sadly said to me all she saw was clouds, she then read my palm but nothing was written.

Discouraged, yes...defeated, no. I would create and construct a day that everything fits and works.

Must keep the guns loaded it takes to battle unexpected things in life, so will be able to create new plans.

Certainly not the ability but the desire to pull the sword from the stone.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

Traveled to the end of a road, then traveled to the end of a path; As I walked, noticed my footsteps were not making any noise, not even the spurs on my boots. Silently, came up on a building. It wasn't very big in appearance, and the front doors were open, so I walked in.

A hallway lead in both directions, and there was a door at each end, walked to the door at the left end. The title on the door read  "truth" ; I opened the door and walked in, it was so strange...The room was larger than the building, rows and rows of shelves.

The first shelf contained many things; The first item was a book. Picking it up, realized all the items were of great importance; Things like love, beauty, grace.

The second row had things on its shelf like the Sun breaking trhough after a moorning shower, words spoken by a small child.

After seeing all these things, I knew all the rows of shelves held nothing but truths, So I walked to the door at the right end of the hall; I walked in and observed very horrible things, things of wicked were on the first shelf: Deceits, failures, heart aches, treasons of unporportion.

Yes, there was even money that many devils were holding in each of their hands.

When I went to the second row, nothing but tragedies. When I saw the Sun being shot and slowly descend into night, I walked out. Then was when I read the tittle on the door and realized why that room was so large, I should have read that tittle before I walked in because I knew some of those things could stay with me too; That tittle and I tems are very hard to live with.

When I walked out of that building had a lot of things on my mind never had before, realizing must have confidence to continue and be very carefull in life of what doors to open.

When darkness of life comes, must let the light of spirit shine bright.

When tired, must find the table with the magic of peace to sit at.

Remembering back curious, the doors made a sound when they opened but not a sound when they closed.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

Having lived over a half a century, has learned me a lot of things, now I don't really remember what page in life I was on but I think it was the page that read " If the shoes in life don't fit, don't wear them ".

I learned life is unforgiving but family always does, some flowers I planted when I was younger are still living and blooming. I dare not pick any of them, some things in life I just couldn't change, I would light a candle but I still couldn't see.

Dependent now on joy's in life to light my way, inclined to believe, good to dream, even if very few come true.

by Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

Being of no angel, no greatness of any description, I know it would be difficult to hold, carry, capture, create, deliver; But somehow, someway, someday I will give you a miracle. The bloom of its flower will be in your hands.

 

by: Jeffery Wayne Pilcher

My world revolves with exactly and just only with three things,
three things that I keep in the pocket of my heart at all times.

When first they came into the world, I was the happiest man in the world. In truth it taught me the real meaning of happiness.

I was no longer alone with just my own family; I was blessed holy with my own family.

Also learned the meaning of other words, especially the word CHERISH.

Yes, I was there when they were born, and I believe in my heart to this day, I withnessed a true miracle.

My love for them is an anchor that cannot be moved, they not only put a song in my heart; they have made it beat with a different rhythm. I not only wanted them, I desperately needed them.

Considering the elements of human ways, there is absolutely nothing they could do or say that would move that anchor. It is firmly attached.

After all and eternally, I am attached to them.

Dedicated to: Dorian, Amanda and Erin.