“The Three of me,” It  has  always been the Three of me. but which three of me should I be? “The three of me” that used to be innocent and naive? The one that trusted and believed  what I was told, but was betrayed and thrown away by the darkness of some, The ” Three me of whose relationship experiences led me to hide behind walls, that protected me, and kept me safe, but also kept me alone, cold and fearfull, That me that felt no joy?Or the third me, the one who’s has been lied too, hurt and abandoned,  the one whos heart has been broken, and has fallen to the ground. but showed the courage, determination and strength to stand back up, dust himself off, and try, and try again. Because that me is destined to fight for the “True Love!” that I already have! That me is will never  be defeated because that doesn’t know how to quit and never will!I love you and always will Janice Watt-Hennick!! A poem for my wife, By Leslie R Hennick

“He left you,” and you should be thanking him, because he was always going to! He did you a favor by walking away from you now. He could have stayed, for awhile that is, you should be thankful, that he didnt. If he had stayed, think of all the lies and broken promises you never had to bear, all the weak made up excuses for why he wasn’t there when he promised he would be, think of all of the doubt and disappointment you would have endured. You should be greatfull for all of the pain you never had to bear…….  by Leslie R Hennick……..

“Breathe the same air”

We only thought we  knew what true love was. Our passion for each other was true, but our time together has taught us so much more.


It is the peace we share  without words.  The  faith she shows in reaching for me  while eyes still closed, firm in her belief I will be there.


It is our confidence in our love. Our faith in each other that is beyond words, beyond doubt, that we will always breath the same air!

Leslie R Hennick 09/2025

          I EXPECTED

I expected you to feel my sadness, and for you to care,
But all you ever gave me, was just more despair.

I expected you to see my face, and my eyes in such pain
Instead I got another reprimand, and your disdain,

I expected you to hug me, and you to help me feel better,
But I just got her anger, that made me regret her,

I expected it would be harder for me to just walk away,
But now that I have, Ive forgotten her, and as now I smile every day!

A  poem by Leslie R Hennick 12/31/2025

Cancer

Unfortunately,  I was diagnosed with cancer for the third time. I was scheduled  for a pet scan to map my disease.  I cancled because  I am tired, and not sure if I want to proceed.  Juat to get radiation therapy mon thru Friday  for at least 6 weeks. Life sucks!

A SINGLE LIT MATCH

When chaos reigns in our hearts
It dulls even the sharpest of minds
Shredding our confidence apart
Like great levees eroded over time

Failure feels predictable and certain
Catastrophic collapse is on its way
Swearing this your final curtain
And you have reached the end of your days

Yet outcomes are never preordained
Something can always change the tide
Living hearts are never completely drained
So don’t pack it in before the end of your ride

It takes the faith of just one single thought
And the effort of just one single scratch
Because even the deepest and darkest of caves Are brightened by a single lit match

Leslie Ronald Hennick 8/2015 all rights reserved

“The truth of me”

Eternity, I think about that word a lot lately. What does it truly mean. Is “Eternity “ forever? Or does it mean forever feels like right now.

Because that is what forever feels like to me, right now. Right now, I feel empty, lost, and abandoned.

Right now, I am sitting alone in this gigantic vacuum of emptiness, that is my life. This cold lonely place I call me.


I am not so much afraid of right now. No, it is more like I now understand that I am hopelessly consumed by my abject despair.


This is a foundational truth of who I am. A realization of who I really am. Who I really have been, and most importantly, who I will never be.


That is who I am, a lost cause. A person who is destined to just drift endlessly between dreams of the great things that might have been. And the reality of my complete and utter abject failure.


My failure is real and it has completely consumed me. I have been betrayed by the only one who could truly betray me, me!


This is a cold and hard reality of who I really am. The bitter reality of me.
I am and always will be the reason this has happened to me.

The ugly truth that I have, and always will fail. Because I am the cause, and effect of who I am. I am my failure, I am my pain. And It is my destiny to suffer thru my infinite failures!

“This is the truth of me”.

Leslie R Hennick ©️ all rights reserved

“We are what we do”

“US” humans are just wading through our time here on this earth. Wandering constantly,  restlessly, as we  see our lives through our eyes and feel our life through our hearts.

This is our error, our great mistake, because it is what blinds us as we walk through our time.

We must  “feel our lives with our eyes.”  That and only that will open them so we can see the tryanny, injustice, and cruelty that surrounds us as we walk our life path.


We must “See our world through our hearts.” Then, and only then can we feel the truth of what we need to do, and how we have to be courageous, so we can stand up, speak up and do what is righteous for all.

Regardless of what faith you practice, or if you have no faith at all,  It doesn’t really matter! Simply put, everyone who is alive, and everyone who has ever been alive, ends up with the same thing. “Having nothing, sharing nothing, and feeling nothing.”


We will only continue to exist in the hearts and minds of those lives we touched with our kindness, our love, and our unrelenting belief that we are all family.


“We are what we do”

Leslie Ronald Hennick 06/27/2020. All rights reserved.