It’s crazy how when we are young we have no care in the world. We live freely and just for today. We don’t think about tomorrow unless it’s a sleepover. friends party. concert. vacation, or school break. When we are young we don’t think about losing people we love. When we hit the adult age and we start seeing our babies having children and getting married, or buying their first house or car, we realize we are growing old. Then we start losing our friends and family, and start to see the world different. We become Humble, and wanting to make a change, do better in life, take the Drama out, travel more. It takes losing our friends and family to realize that life is short, life isn’t only about today, it’s about telling the ones in our life how much they mean to us, how you Love them, making things right with that one person who you hurt or who hurt you. It’s about forgiveness, about wanting a better life, realizing that tomorrow may not come for some of us.
The bones are brittle as are the thoughts they crumble events of yesterdays that never happened things that happened not remembered today becomes another time faces and events mingle become a crazy quilt He sits and stares unaware of a
When a rose turns old petals fall but the rose bud remains and its beauty and fragrance leaves a lasting impression in our minds Sure the beauty and fragrance of a rose lasts but briefly but the rose garden goes
(1) In old time, Before the sun stopped circling around us; Before it started to work as a painter of our shadows and the shadow of time over place; Before it adopted the hobby to boil sand inside a vessel
Our dawn falls with smile falling blind What constructed me, out soaring mine All the insecurities that you have shed Chained my glory in your empty dread I saw your imperfection and every flaw Still I could not resist, the
Walking in mental fog, you become a swaying tree. In mistiness one becomes lonely like a blackbird. Hollyhocks would wait, till the sun comes out. December rain brings the gift― of sleet on lips. ————————————– Walking in mental fog, you