Dreams take flight
every night
of a world of peace
filled with delight
Joy
not pain
Love
not hate
Kindness
not cruelty
Decency
not rudeness
Fairness
a chance to compete
to live each day
unafraid and well fed
Compassionate hearts
surrounding
Open minds
expounding
Laughter
full and free
echoing in the air
sweet songs of the winged
sweet scents of the earth
If I am only dreaming
don’t wake me
till I’m through..
.
The simple pleasures~
No alarm clock
strong coffee
the Sunday paper
Time
to read, to sip
to write, to listen
to our winged
friends serenade
watching the sunrise
planning the day
or not…
Yes, there is work
but it involves
food…
Self paced
moments of grace
the quiet of life
at dawns light…
The simple pleasure
of not watching
the clock
makes Sundays
my favorite
day~
How do you heal
a broken heart
broken at the start~
How do you find joy
when your life is
ripped apart~
How do you start
over and over and over
again,
when its all a
fucking farce~
In the end
No one on which
to depend~
again…
Letting go
freed me,
for what
I do not
know
Marching on
through the
night
Born again
at first
light
hoping
for second
sight-
Just trying
to do
what’s right~
It’s a fight
for life…
