Deche's memoirs

It’s my story to tell,  Whisper it or yell, I saved the day, Dragons tame or slay! I walked the mile, I wore the smile, I bore the cross, I gathered the moss! Stood in the rain, As it washed my pain, Basked in the Sun, Though tans no fun! I felt every hate, I accepted my Fate, I fought very hard, But mostly off guard! Some wins and some losses, It’s flipping coin tosses, The lows and highs, Wavelengths flies! It’s an epical mythology, I’m my own theology,  Unconditional heroine, Preconditioned with a grin! A fanciful super hero, Born of a ghetto, Slashing and sassy, A wonder so classy! Thus, singing my tale, Drinking it like ale, I stand tall, Getting up at each fall! Amazing indeed to note, It’s always our quote, We are the Protagonist, As I remain the antagonist!!! (the world revolves around me attitude...) 

Old paths and white clouds A gentle river meanders by Far from maddening crowds as we touch the blue sky Lush fields of green gold Scent of a bountiful earth A beautiful feeling so old Nothing nor sight of dearth Thus have I heard of it all Indeed quite a blessed quiet High, but not afraid to fall Keeping off of all the riot 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Not so long ago, in a Chicken Soup for the Soul series, I read about a man who holds a handful of peanuts and looks at his wife and says, ‘I wish theses were emeralds’. Many years pass as he practically spends all his time working his @55 off and making tons of money and gathering so much wealth without even time for himself. His wife is on her deathbed and he holds a handful of emeralds and says, ‘I wish these were peanuts’. End of story. Today, I hold a handful of jelly beans and say, ‘I wish these jelly beans are jelly beans even after many years'. 😋🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

Downside up or upside down, My mind is without a frown. I think just straight and smile, Knowing it's just another mile. This too shall pass he says, As my hands he holds and sways. You were so little just a bit ago, Now you taking care of my ego. You leading me to thoughts deep, Stuff that always calm my sleep. Thank you my precious ❤️

Don’t know when I stopped looking, Don’t know why it all came to a halt, The journeying that was my passion, Travels near and far and all around, When did I bring down my sails? When did I stop listening to tales? The promise of travels far and wide, Why this standstill letting it all slide! (Lines from - Whinings of a deranged soul 🤣🤣🤣 15/March/2017)

'Define loneliness', someone asked. 'Waiting outside a court room when your parents are getting a divorce inside', said the 6 year old. It broke my heart when I read it many years ago. It's otherwise for me today as I attempt to redefine it. It's waiting for “life to happen when I’m busy making other plans 😋” (Lennon 💕).

A butterfly fly, A cuppa chai, Feet up in air, Life seems fair, Breath in green, A pink so pristine, The nectar sweet, Hear birds tweet, Scent of flowers, Don't think for hours!!