Thursday, April 10, 2025

Dependency


You are my dependency 

While I can live autonomously 

There are quite real feelings 

Nearly entirely dependent on you 


I know I am lovable and loved 

But, no one loves me like you 

I am friendly and have numerous friends 

Still, you are my dearest friend 


You are my closest confidant 

You are always my nearest shoulder 

You are, as ever, my heart and soul 


You are the yesterday I cherish 

You are the present in which I reside  

You are the future for which I hope 


Together or necessarily apart 

You are as close as my heart 

Your presence carries me aloft 


You make the unbearable manageable 

You are my haven 

You are my hideaway 


In the hardest of times 

You are my softest spot 

You are my comfort 


Your casual touch revives my spirit 

Your lips reinvigorate my soul 

The beat of your heart echoes within me 

You are my completion 


You are my dependency 


You are my ‘Valentine’ 


Ron Simpson Jr. 

February 14, 2025


Dreams


Don't lose sight of your dreams 


Sometimes, 

there are circumstances 

beyond your control 

These circumstances 

can cloud the future 

There may be times 

when it is hard 

to see your dreams 

through the haze 

Rest assured, 

They are still out there, waiting 

They are still part of your destiny 


You may be going through a rough patch 

You may feel you are lost in tall weeds 

You may be wandering 

it may seem aimless 

Understand 

there are countless paths 

that can lead to your goal 

Set your sights on those dreams 

Hold to the place where you saw them last 


You will find your way 

Don’t be in such a hurry 

Stop 

Breathe 

Relax 

Dream 


© Ron Simpson Jr. 

January 31, 2025 





Not Unnoticed


The day came and went 

The sun rose and set  

We went about our day 

It seemed, outwardly, to be 

Just another day


Not for nothing 

But the day was significant 

On that day, eighteen years ago 

You walked from mortal to immortality 

You opened one door and closed another 


We marked that passing 

With songs and tears 

We spoke of events and memories 

We held tightly to happier days 

We commemorated your life and work 


In the years since 

We have marked the day 

As is often wont to be done 

We have written poems 

Talking about our thanks and loss 


While the day and events that transpired 

Are forever etched in my memories 

They will go with me into my eternity 

Even writing this, I can see them unfold 

As if they are as fresh as that day 


This year I will remember your beginning 

I will celebrate the day of your birth 

Above the day of your passing 

I will mark the day differently 

Than in years gone by 


I don’t know exactly what that means 

Perhaps grief has ran its course 

Perhaps that burden has abated 

Maybe it’s just time to think about gainings 

And it’s time to release the thoughts of loss 


Regardless 

I choose to hold to the fullness 

I let go of the emptiness 


Thank you for being in my life 

Thanks for being a great father 

Thanks for being a wonderful mentor 

Thank you for being an example 

Thank you for being not unnoticed 


© Ron Simpson Jr. 

March 9, 2025