For Granted 2018-42

As I get older I think about this subject more. I do NOT worry about it, just am aware of what I do and do not do and realize that taking life for granted is not a thing to do. I wrote this when I had a close experience with death and it is still true, just for living!!!

For Granted   2018-42

So much we take for granted,

Existence on this mother Earth.

From the womb to the tomb

In such a whisper of heartbeats

Weighed against the infinity of time

Things we smell, see and feel,

Our senses reel in splendor

To much we take for granted still.

Each day, hour and moment lived

Cherish as it is- in spite

Of turmoil or rewards of bliss.

Things we love to be loved even more,

Too quick in time, the lives become lore.

For granted we take our everyday living,

Instead to be lived to the fullest with giving.


Den Betts  

Ancestral Descendent 2014-49

I wrote this poem during the process of writing a family tree genealogy book that I published. I used it to illustrate the fact that we all come from a distant line of people. This relates to early man who believed in “Mother Earth” and from them, we had people who came to the “colonies” to settle and finally to us today. I have a poem entitled “Earth Brothers” that goes more into detail on  how I feel about our being “cousins” on earth, that I will share with you sometime next year.

Ancestral  Descendent -2014-49

Down through antiquity

The line drawn nigh

Son of the mother earth,

Father in the sky

The bones of long ago,

Rest in final peace

With garlands of flowers, a tool

To travel to the beyond place

Continued seed traveled far

Down the winding trail

Meeting, joining, sailing

In a life so very frail

Todays descendent standing, amidst

The throng of life’s reach,

Brother and sister to all

Unknown, but part of each……

Den Betts