New Year’s Count Down count down has begun to a new day to a new year drop your anger drop your fears start fresh and unafraid reflect upon the past for a moment or 2 if a blue memory appears let it disappear Thanksgiving Gratitude may your cornucopia be filled with compassion may it overflow with empathy may you always take the time to show gratitude may you never forget to say thank you may you always stay remember me my dear the day darkens mood follows gloom running with the tide light fading life failing sing this song remember me when i’m gone remember me when you go to the sea the gulls my voice the wind my touch the surf our let me reflect let me reflect on yesterday peel the scars like bandages stuck to the skin finding a breath that doesn’t leave me unsettled let me release the demons that enter my head drive me insane but i’m not crazy i’m not crazy i’m not March Super Moon be silent absorb this moon’s high-powered energy inhaling healing protection and balance exhaling what makes one vulnerable be buried memories i thought you were stronger i thought you would survive the test of time i thought laughter resided within i thought the door would always be open you spoke too late no one came to replace the happiness that once dwelled
Thanksgiving Gratitude may your cornucopia be filled with compassion may it overflow with empathy may you always take the time to show gratitude may you never forget to say thank you may you always stay
remember me my dear the day darkens mood follows gloom running with the tide light fading life failing sing this song remember me when i’m gone remember me when you go to the sea the gulls my voice the wind my touch the surf our
let me reflect let me reflect on yesterday peel the scars like bandages stuck to the skin finding a breath that doesn’t leave me unsettled let me release the demons that enter my head drive me insane but i’m not crazy i’m not crazy i’m not
March Super Moon be silent absorb this moon’s high-powered energy inhaling healing protection and balance exhaling what makes one vulnerable be
buried memories i thought you were stronger i thought you would survive the test of time i thought laughter resided within i thought the door would always be open you spoke too late no one came to replace the happiness that once dwelled
