Some days it comes some
days it goes faster
or slower
depending on your woes
we strap it to our wrist trying
to catch a glimpse before
it runs away with the winds
one day (more…)
Some days it comes some
days it goes faster
or slower
depending on your woes
we strap it to our wrist trying
to catch a glimpse before
it runs away with the winds
one day (more…)
Your presence brings
a dreary room into color warming
the corners giving those within it
a burst of life your smile
brightens your heart is open
your hands flashing wildly (more…)
Blowing Forty:
On this day I am witness to forty years blowing by
All I can do is embrace the pace and sigh
Over the hill, I am willing to keep climbing
Clouding over skies, perfect timing
My arms outstretched wind howling this time, I am ready to fly (more…)