Love is symbolic for families who carry the ability to gain strength, humbleness and patience to care for one another and to ensure that it passes from one generation to the next.
Loving our families come second in line. First comes God who placed us onto this beautiful planet filled with animals, fresh green grass with large tree trunks surrounding the beautiful nature in the hills and mountains along with immoral sinning.
What does love and sinning have to do with the title above? The title refers to a 2010 TV film based upon the couple, Mr. & Mrs. Bill Wilson who were founders of Alcoholics Anonymous. The book and film dives into the toll it took upon the married couple before finding the strength to stand up against why and how drinking can drive your marriage on the brink of divorce.
Loving the people who are drinking themselves to death is not the way to stop them from affecting their health and relationship with you. Effective communication with our Heavenly Father, family, friends and loved ones will be the best way to go about helping them overcome their drinking habits. But they must also be willing to see the error in their ways and change what they believed was right, wrong. Set a positive example of how drinking heavily can affect your overall health and the relationships you once had with your loved ones can change forever.
Here’s another poem in regards to cars and their headlights shining too bright at night while tailgating those who are driving the speed limit:
“As I drive home safely, you flash your lights so bright that drivers from both sides of the road cannot see ahead.
Determined to ensure that safety is important for both drivers, you’re speeding at an instant rate where accidents happen and many can be dead from such tragic wrecks.
As many drivers assume that these colorful bright lights deem to be illegal, please lower your flash beams for everyone’s safety concern.
My, your headlights are quite bright. Please turn them down on the road tonight and have a Merry Christmas.”
Warning: This poem will not make sense but I wrote it for the sake of another poem idea that popped into my brain at the very last-minute.
“There once was a pony named Phony. He lied too often that everyone in town said he was full of baloney.
He belonged to a family with money. And lived inside a stable with a donkey.
Once in a blue moon, he and the donkey would travel to the zoo and communicate with a monkey.
Oh Phony the pony, how deceitful he was to the public.”
Although my poems are not planned out in advance, here is a relatively small poem women and men together can relate to when falling in love:
“The amount of time we spend alone, says how much we care for one another.
Through the tunnels we travel through together, nothing is impossible without holding onto each other.
Oh how we are meant for one another, we are birds of a feather that flock together.”