Those who love you

How do you treat the people that love you

Do you take take them for granted or see them as a blessing from above 
Do you see the whole person or get lost in tunnel vision

For that might be an irreparable incision

Do they get your unconditional respect

Or are they overwhelmed by what you expect

Are you wont to ask "what about me?"

Forgetting to make space for others to feel free

Do you ever consider how much they mean to you

and that your aim should be their happiness and not to make them blue

The love people have for you is a gift Divine

Never dismiss it,for it is from the heart and meant to shine

G-d created you with love sublime

Show love to those who love you for they are worth the time

New Day

Why is each new day not a dance

For G-d granted you entry ,not by chance

Why do so many always see what is wrong

For with a new day resonates a Divine song

Why do many start their day with a yawn

Nothing is guaranteed including the new dawn

Why are there those who feel their life is mundane

When each new day is a miracle of glorious gain

How does a person see a new morning and feel out of sight

When each new day is G-d saying "I" see you ,here is "My" light

Why do days pass without even a Wow

As each new day frees you from the past gifting you with the Now

Hug each day with all your might

For it is a celebration that the world needs you to be right

You

why do so many of us give up on ourselves?

We are not fiction ,not trolls , not elves

We are real and full of emotion

which is why to live we need to be in motion

For to stand still is to have our fill

and mortally wound our will

so we give up and start looking down

and then we let self pity go to town

for we do not see past any wall

we find comfort in their justification and stall

If we only knew how much we are worth the fight

We would not despair no matter what holds our sight

How we look at the world is the world we live in

When we conquer the battlefield within

Our lens changes and the world takes on a different hue

thus it dawns on us that all that is truly needed is the authentic you

In Memory Of Sweet 13 yr old Hallel murdered while sleeping this past week

I get up in the morning and I say Hallel

With heartfelt hope and prayer that all will go well

I look up and see a roof over my head, I say Hallel

I sit at the table full with food and I say I Hallel

In the time I spend with those I love I say Hallel

I say Hallel and give thanks to G-d for each and every second of life

But you Hallel were taken so cruelly with an enemy's knife

Tears flow free with a powerful current

At a life so innocent ,so beautiful destroyed in a way so abhorrent

Hallel , sweet angel , may your soul continue to soar

When I now say Hallel I know what it is for

To praise Hashem and remember to love

Boosting you higher and higher up above