BG random act it was a random act one detached from thought one that should standout one that many would shy from criticize declare insane close eyes or just plainly walk away it was a random act nothing attached nothing asked for in
BG autumn walk stream woke up fell out of bed it wasn’t the old man’s snoring because it wasn’t raining & pouring grabbed a book and sang a song not the one Lennon wrote so long long ago think it belonged to Bud once in a while will you
that 1 in the exhale ……………….of loss of faith turn to memories that can’t be denied turn to dreams that survived is deceived held tighter retained longer than support & care concern is not an attachment worries can be shared where would i
blessed in friendship step out of the box and into the circle where friendships flourish with no walls to hinder with no dividers to obstruct welcoming hands & hearts there are no fences to climb for trust
friend – from “unsung songs” will you stay till the end be my friend not ask only answer with a smile when my heart is weak hold me tighter on days that rain upon my soul let me speak bold knowing i