Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.