I could tell you that I love life
That I am full energy

I find positive ways
To cope with my stress

Reading allows me to escape
Writing releases me from my thoughts
Cycling challenges me

Who am I
I am “Daddy” to my girls

Hard working and smart
I am the business owner of everything I do

I respect decency above all else
Honesty and the truth

I appreciate all music
To hear an artist perform live is the best

Coffee or a casual meal
Would be a great first date

If you love activity
Invite me for a run

I do not know you
And you are already my friend

Lie to me
And I will reject you

I could tell you all these things
But the best way to know me
Is to read me


Oh, when I write, I am not really thinking of a person, just a feeling… so please read my poems in that perspective…




"The perfect day"
By F.G.

I close my eyes
And you’re setting in my lap

My right arm around your back
Holding your waist

My left palm face up
resting on your thigh
You massage my hand with yours

You love me
We sit there and talk

It’s not our anniversary
It’s not a holiday
It’s not a birthday

It’s been everyday

I smell your perfume
And I lean my head on your shoulder

This is the perfect day
We are at home.


In my Arms"
By F.G.


Here, I am yours.
We are standing in front of each other now
The sheets are gently tossed on the bed
We 'r standing so close
That you’re right leg is between mine slightly bent
Your left hand is resting softly on my hip
Your right hand traces my chest

Nibble. Kiss. Kiss, I feel your lips on my neck now


You look down
And then with my hands
I left your chin
Their you are starring at me

Your eyes are intoxicating, you have found my heart
It races as I feel the warmth of your breath on my shoulders

My arms are embracing you
We are standing together
Never happier, we sigh



The last thing I wrote is what it feels like to be a single parent "some days"
I have many joys with my girls, but this "poem" describes the toughest days or weeks?
Anyways, I hope you enjoy it


Freddy



"Me"
By F.G.


I do not know if you know this
but it has been tough for me too
I feel so lost and dishearten
as I smile when life goes by
It never ends

Routines are nice if every one plays along
What parent wants to constantly remind their children to focus?
And to please help out

They do not understand in a way that an adult would
Their abilities are limited to what they comprehend
or how they can contribute
I understand this and accept this

It’s my role to focus
To think ahead
To start the day with a smile

They should enjoy life
Feel safe and loved
No worries

I am exhausted by the time I go to bead
You would think I would sleep better drained and empty

Sleep sometimes never comes
Its dark and I’m alone
I’m left with my thoughts,
I try to read
I write what I feel
I write what I’m longing for

I cry out in a silent voice
and beat my chest
I’m in so much pain
Writing is the only release I have

So much to think and worry about
I am running away in my mind
I tell my self "breathe"
It’s going to be ok

I close my eyes trying to feel a better life breathing on my face
But this book needs to be read one page at a time
No cheating or quick fix.
Each word seems to last a lifetime.

I swallow but I have not eaten
I drink, but my thirst is never satisfied
My arms are empty
But I carry a full load

It’s morning again
The day has started

“Good morning angels”
Kiss Kiss

"You at 2:30 am"
By F.G.



I woke up the middle of the night to kiss you.
I watched you while you sleep

I could tell you were having sweet dreams.


I lay my head back down behind yours.
I take a deep breath
I can still smell the shampoo in your hair.

I hold you closely in my embrace.
You can feel the pulsating of my heart
like a rhythmic song, your heart answers back.

You are safe, you are at rest, and finally, you are with me

Even asleep our thoughts are entwine with each others
you instinctively pressed back on me so you can feel my warmth

I whisper "I love you" in your ear
You turn around to face me
Your eyes still shut.
You place your right arm and leg over my left side.
Buried your face in my chest
With a soft voice you said “Still…Still I love you”

I hear my little kitty making sleepy bed sounds.
You are too cute to wake up.

I fall back to sleep as I breathe you in.
We are at rest