THE JAGUAR AND I

PHOTO: THE BELIZEAN BLACK JAGUAR

The jaguar is in the zoo,
So, I am thinking of you.

Do you realize,
What it is I see in your eyes?

Want to know what I think?
I know why we are linked.

Some people say that it is fate,
Some think it’s never late.

They look at me and they see,
The new, and definitely improved me.

But others can’t understand,
That this new me was in the PLAN.

There is no doubt the way I feel,
There is no doubt this is for real.

We share many things in common,
You have made me quite a woman.

The way I think now is open and clear,
And there is nothing that I fear.

We are two of a kind and that is true,
That is why, I love learning from you!

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

WOULD SHE BE MAD?

A word came to my mind,

And landed on my paper.

And became a part of a line,

That I was writing in my letter.

It was then that I saw,

That the words that I thought,

Could leave me in awe,

As much as the sentences I sought.

So I finished my letter,

Then wrote the address,

And I felt so much better,

For the PO would do the rest.

But still I thought all day,

My friend would be sad,

When she found I'd gone away,

Hopefully she would not be mad.

For the letter would tell,

I'd be back by summer,

For I was going for only a short spell,

Only thing I'd taken her HUMMER!

THE EDUCATOR

It was all I ever wanted,
It was all I ever dreamt.
The career of a lifetime,
But it now nears the end.

There are things that happen,
On the path to success,
That makes us realize,
That life and people can’t always be their best.

As each page is unfolded on this journey of life,
There is no regret, no sorrow, when I turn off the light.
For life will continue and life will proceed,
And I can always look back at my students for all did succeed.

The knowledge I gave them came from the heart,
And each year saying goodbye tears me apart.
But I know that I did something that was good,
And if I had the chance to do it again I know I would.

For I AM an educator,
I AM a friend.
I AM a teacher,
And I’ll take that with me to the end.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda Ysaguirre

THE POET IN ME

Everyone has an opinion,
Everyone wants to have their say.
Everyone wants me to do,
Things in a certain way.

But I am a poet,
And last time I checked I was free.
And I write the way I feel,
So please don't try to change me.

If there is one thing I am proud of,
It is the way I can write each poem,
It is an art and one not many have,
So I'm not hurt if you don't like them.

But democracy declares that I can write,
And democracy says I can do as I please.
So all my expressions have come to light,
And they can never ever cease.

If you believe in God,
Then this is a gift from Him.
And if you believe in other forces,
Whatever and wherever - that my resources.

I may not make you happy all the time.
I may not make you sad,
But poets have struggled for ages,
So understand me when I get mad!

There are poems of laughter,
There are poems of sorrow.
There are poems about the Creator,
There are poems about nature.

There are poems about Belize
There are poems what will sieze,
The hearts of many different people,
For they are emotions that never cease.

For what is life in this world,
But feelings that takes us aswirl.
On a roller coster ride through life,
As we go about our daily strife.

So stop trying to play the game,
Stop trying to change and maime,
My poems are here to stay,
And I'll keep on writing everyday!

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre