Baby’s first spring blooms with joy. There’s grass for sitting and nature’s their toy. There are leaves to touch and bugs to see, flowers to smell and the buzz of a bee. ~ The sun is warm and the sky is blue. A breeze tickles toes where once a shoe. Daring they get and start to crawl. They chase the cat chasing the ball. ~ Mom gets it first and giggles they share. She tosses the ball high in the air. Little eyes get rubbed, its naptime soon. Then there’s lunch on a spring afternoon.
Springtime beckons to one and all; life’s beginning, unlike the fall. Evening’s crisp and tomorrow shines, blooms hide the naked lines. ~ The air is fresh with skies of blue; warmth thaws the winters’ view. Days growing longer on a smiling face, sunset walks set the pace. ~ Summer’s next, its appeal clear, but cool it’s only one fourth the year. Spring is best I must confess, a shared opinion’s my seasoned guess.
I warn you now, do not read this. There are no verses of enlightened bliss. There’s not a word you would ever miss. It’s but a passage as I reminisce. ~ Parts are true, some maybe not. Time has fogged and some forgot. Its pages of perspective yet to have a plot, it’s yet to have an end or a juggernaut. ~ To a readers’ mind it’s a fictional brew. And like yours parts too are true. Our characters blended to shade our hue. Our morals sculpted to fit our view. ~ Dreams are added, we all share those. They’re a third of our life no one knows. They’re also the guide that shapes and grows. Our time awake, the dreaming then shows. ~ Memories linger and lessons remain. There’s good and bad but none to regain. Forwards the choice regardless the brain, the author’s irrelevant; we’ve all had our pain. ~ If you’ve read this far just wait and see. Our stories are similar, I think you’ll agree. Our life is lived with hopes to be free. And the ending’s the same for you and me.
The forest is gone where once a home. A people lost, now destined to roam. Legends of old speak of their race, though only of blurs, never a face. ~ Smaller than dwarves, bigger than fairies, their language mistaken for frantic canaries, they’re easily missed being so small. A full grown adult’s barely twelve inches tall. ~ Their numbers blossomed to one hundred per tree. Nature, their home, they could be no more free. They chose to stay hidden, out of harm’s way. The choice wasn’t theirs, they learned the hard way. ~ The giants invaded with axes in hand. They chopped and cut for towns they had planned. Centuries have passed and the invasion persists. The Liluns survived but only few still exist. ~ They still choose to hide and that’s probably good. As the giants don’t always do as they should. Their wishes fulfilled at whatever the cost. This story’s the proof of the many who’ve lost.
The air is cold and the sky is gray. It’s time again for Valentine’s Day. Lips are warm and soon to be kissed. It’s a winter’s day not to be missed. ~ Flowers found to make the day bright. Candy presented to each share a bight. Hands are held and everything’s fine. Happy Valentines, will you be mine.
The day was frigid with snow piles high; reindeer would never ever try to fly. I hoped I wasn’t missed by Santa’s speeding sleigh. Who can be called to postpone Christmas day? ~ I looked out the window at snow all day. It was a day too cold to go outside and play. Stores were closed and phone lines were down. Street lights were flickering all over town. ~ Dad read some books and we played with blocks. Mom knitted dad new Christmas knee-socks. Our oven was warm so I sat close in my chair. I was waiting for cookies for us all to share. ~ Our Christmas Eve had now just begun. But supper was first before more fun. The radio played softly out in the hall. Eve, our shepherd chewed on her ball. ~ While sipping cocoa, I got foam on my nose. Dad told a joke about a nose that glows. Mom stacked some presents, but just a few. She put Grandma’s aside, I had two. ~ We all went to bed with our flashlights ready. I got tucked in and snuggled with teddy. I couldn’t sleep thinking of all the snow. And how Santa could see where he should go. ~ But when he gets here, he’d need a rest. A warm comfy chair would be the best. Maybe more cookies will help him to sleep. So I slipped out of bed without a peep. ~ I went down to the kitchen on tippy toe. The night lights flickered from the wind and snow. The hallway was dark, it seemed longer than before. The handle looked higher on the old kitchen door. ~ With each step a creak that sounded like “nooo…” Each step I take I thought I shouldn’t go. But go I must for old Santa’s sake. Even Santa must need a break. ~
I’m sure he has other places to go. How he does it I’ll never know. But I’m glad to lend him a helping hand. So he can have a rest that wasn’t planned. ~ Before I knew it the handle was near. Reaching up I turned it without fear. I opened the door and to my surprise, Eve stayed asleep and didn’t rise. ~ I stepped softly past her moonlit bed, then over to the cupboard just ahead. I smelled the cookies hiding up there, too high to reach with just a chair. ~ I felt all around in the dark of night, looking for the stool with a height just right. One more step and my stool was found. I stubbed my toe but made no sound. ~ Eve stayed asleep on her warm cozy bed. I quietly limped to the goodies ahead. I climbed up on the stool so I could see, then reached for the cookies for Santa and me. ~ The night-light went out and I couldn’t go far, my hand was stuck in that cookie jar. But with a wiggle and jiggle and lots of stress, I freed my hand and with not much mess. ~ I put the jar back up high where it goes. I closed the lid tight so no one knows. Then I was frozen in that one scary spot, doing something I should have not. ~ The floor seemed far and I felt small. Slowly I sat, afraid I would fall. Then Eve’s wet nose nudged my back, a welcome touch when all was black. ~ We both snuggled in Eve’s warm, cozy bed, her big drooling mouth rested on my head. I woke up wet but toasty warm. I was happy we survived the storm. ~
On the window sill our old cat lay. She’s the first to see a bright new day. She ate the crumbs I left on the floor. Then back to her sill when there was no more. ~ I gave Eve a hug and thanks for last night; she kept me safe when there was no light. My cookies were crumbled all over Eve’s bed. Though meant for Santa, now Eve’s instead. ~ She gobbled her snack and left no trace. And when she was done she licked my face. Then mom rushed in, glad I’m all right. I told her about my plan for last night. ~ She wasn’t pleased, that I could tell. She gave me a hug when I thought she’d yell. Dad soon came in scratching his head. He asked us why we were all in Eve’s bed. ~ Mom told him the story of my planned surprise. Dad listed the reasons why my plan wasn’t wise. I said I was sorry and from now on I’ll be good. And I’ll sleep with Eve every night as I should. ~ Mom and Dad said later on we’ll talk. Let’s first stand up and we’ll take a walk. I followed them quietly with Eve by my side. We got to the living room and I almost cried. ~ Santa had come and saved Christmas day. But the presents can wait, Eve wanted to play. We played together and now I believe; Christmas is best with my Christmas Eve.
I’ve done lots of things. But I haven’t done them all. There’s still much to do. And my list isn’t small. ~ My time’s growing short. My energy’s sinking fast. But I’ll never quit, as long as I can last. ~ Dawn will start my days. I’ll survive a wingsuit flight. Languages I’ll learn. And songs I’d love to write. ~ I’ll sail all the seas. But that’s gonna take a while. For now, smaller goals, today I’ll share some smiles.
When the sun sets we’ll shed our disguise. Our true selves appear before your eyes. The night’s ours this All Hallows Eve. Treats are waiting if you believe. ~ We’re witches and ghosts, cowboys and queens, all shapes and colors; blues, reds and greens. We’ll knock on doors without a bell. We know there’s candy by the smell. ~ We’ll look for lights because that’s safer. Trouble’s not worth some stale old wafer. Parents can follow if they choose. Some might need them for shoes they lose. ~ When the moon’s high it’s best to get back. There goodies sorted, eating a snack. Then time for PJ’s, bedtime soon, sleeping beneath our Halloween moon.
I woke up nice and early, to start my day off right. I tip-toed to the kitchen, to watch the new day’s light. ~ I made myself a coffee, one sugar but never cream. The water didn’t boil; I thought it was a dream. ~ I went back to the bedroom; I found I was still there. I slept rather peacefully; it gave me quite a scare. ~ The cat was also sleeping, curled up in a ball. I gave her a little scratch, she didn’t move at all. ~ I nudged my sleeping wife, she didn’t make a peep. I cuddled up beside her, hoping I’d fall asleep. ~ The cat was first to rise, soon jumping off the bed. My wife then too awoke, turning her pretty head. ~ She didn’t even see me, as I lay there by her side. I could see she was awake, her eyes were open wide. ~ I feared that I was dead, now a ghost out to haunt. I gazed into the mirror, I did look rather gaunt. ~ My wife started screaming, shaking the sleeping me. I knew we had a problem; the evidence’s plain to see. ~ The alarm then started ringing, time came into view. I gasped for needed air; I then started the day anew.
A summer morning lovely, I dashed out for a walk. The birds were singing cheerfully, we all then had a talk. ~ They asked me where I’m going, I told them I don’t know. They said they’re not surprised, that’s how humans go. ~ They’re always going someplace, not often knowing where. You’d think they own this planet, the one we have to share. ~ I feared my life was over, Hitchcock came to mind. A war soon was coming, everything against mankind. ~ I hurried home to safety, not knowing what to do. My dog now too looks scary, gnawing on a plastic chew.
On a street that shouldn’t be there, there’s a house that shouldn’t stand. Its front is covered in thorny vines, out back a yard of sand. ~ The windows are always open, cats all come and go. There’s a dog that barks all night, it’s really a horror show. ~ There’s an old car in the driveway, but no one has seen it move. A radio’s always blasting upstairs, so someone’s got the groove. ~ The locals all say it’s haunted, they’ve heard stories all their life. Newlyweds had once lived there, but no one had ever seen the wife. ~ Packages and mail get delivered, but the trash never goes out. Imagination fills in the blanks, cos that’s what fantasy’s about.
The moment is near, the fear’s begun. My nerves are frazzled, I’m under the gun. A routine surgery, or so they say, I think I’ll try to enjoy this day. ~ I woke up early to see the sun rise. It could be the last to dazzle my eyes. Crazy visions are filling my head. It might be soon, I may be dead. ~ But that’s just nonsense, I’ll do great. It’s too early to be called late. The sun’s now high, distractions ensue. Halloween awaits and I’ve much to do.
Awake to a dream and all of our wishes, we’ve cuddles and kisses, a hit with the misses. Good morning my love a new day’s begun. Let’s rise to new heights and follow the sun. ~ On a breeze we’ll soar and glide evermore, with stars to guide our fates we’ll explore. Our views aligned our vision’s ahead, our eyes on each other and forward we’re led. ~ Laughter we treasure with each new endeavor. Time on our side our love is forever. Our evening’s sublime our morning’s delicious, we’ve cuddles and kisses there are no near misses.
The sun rises to start a new day. I awoke to a smile beaming my way. The smile returned with a good morning kiss. Our day’s now started in good morning bliss. ~ Work’s to follow and time apart, but smiles remain because of our start. Memories flash as the minutes creep by. I’ll count those seconds till home I’ll fly. ~ With my head in the clouds, I’ll open the door, greeted with love by the one I adore. The sunset we’ll share embraced as one, our day’s now over and our evening begun.
The sun yet risen, the sky yet blue. Yet my day grows brighter in my view. A dream begins when I open my eyes. The truth is seen as she lies. ~ Truth is felt with a gentle kiss. She pulls me closer to share the bliss. I feel her breath, our heartbeats in sync. Our body’s one, none to think. ~ But if thoughts be had none compare. A fantasy found, in love we stare. Temperatures rise in the new dawns glow. Our senses awaken, whispers flow. ~ Visions guide our pleasures sought. Tomorrow’s now, time has taught. Our love given is love received. And another day we’ve achieved.
Kisses on her neck Nibbles on her lobes Curves gently caressed Tingling in her toes ~ Breathing grows heavy Candles light our way Sounds of passion louden Violins softly play ~ Time losses presence Euphoria sets the tone Bliss’s soon to follow As one, not alone
Tomorrow’s here and faraway. Yesterday’s done yet here to stay. Life, it seems, seems to move on, seemingly endless until it’s gone. ~ Forward we tread to catch the wave, treading water into the grave. Thoughts consumed, distraction prevails. Future plans are always heads or tails. ~ Missteps many, disappointments abound. A fool sought is easily found. But today is now and now I know. Today’s the day I must grow. ~ Try I must to try much more. Life’s our purpose not a chore. The fool I’ll be if not to persist. Get with the flow or the flow gets missed.
I started the day the usual way. My feet hit the floor then out the door. The sun’s yet high in the new sky. But on the street I feel the heat. The sweat begins to drip. ~ I get to work and feel like a jerk. I forgot to do my do. So I combed my hair in despair. Then I booted up and spilled my cup. The coffee made a big mess. ~ My notes now are gone and I left forlorn. My haste has caused this waste. I must slow down or I will drown. This fast lane is causing me pain. The phone then starts to ring. ~ It’s another complainer for I the explainer. I was chilled to the bone by their ruthless tone. I slammed down the phone but wasn’t alone. The boss could hear standing so near. This job, for me, was now done. ~ Hurt was I, I wanted to cry. I went home to bed and wished I were dead. I started to dream then woke to a scream. A poke from my wife saved my life. My eyes open to start again. ~ A nightmare was had, one very bad. Its cause being stress is my best guess. A lesson thought comes before taught. My sweetie made tea for her and me. A new dream’s begun and I called out sick.
Letters we’ve sent, letters we don’t, some we regret and some we won’t. Some we forget, some we obsess, some move forward, others regress. ~ The future will tell what we choose, what we keep and the things we lose. We’re in charge but not always sure, some will quit while others endure. ~ Love it seems a double edged sword, piercing the heart where life is stored. Push too hard and the feelings gone, though properly placed in we’re drawn. ~ Staying sharp we all can agree; brings out the best in you and me. Sharpen your pencils, grab your pad, connect the dots and you’ll be glad.
A seeker of rainbows, I gaze to the sky. My world’s looking up, as the clouds cry. ~ The sun returning, the blues drift away. Colors erupting, gone is the gray. ~ A dream fulfilled, a path to new. My rainbow now frames, a more colorful view.
The wait is long, the reward sublime. In search I am for the perfect time. My heart is beating and lungs are full. My mind is racing, I feel the pull. ~ I’m tired but wired, I can’t sleep a wink. I think I’m unsure of whatever I think. Thoughts of the past reflect on the now. Tomorrow’s soon and the why, what and how. ~ I sat and I pondered; what am I to do? A question confounded by where, when and who. Then in an instant the answer was clear. A fool am I, the time now is here.
I’m starting my day in a positive way. Good morning to all is what I say. If it’s not morning have a good night. Your time will come to see the light. ~ Life will be both happy and sad. When it’s not bad you should be glad. And when it’s good share your bliss. If you’ve a partner, share a kiss. ~ Share your joy with one and all; acts of kindness are never small. A simple smile will brighten a day. A simple good morning will have its sway. ~ Awake is a plus, the future starts there. Dwell on the positives and subtract despair. Time keeps ticking and forward we go. Don’t be conned, think like a pro.