who looks at you step away from the drama of the day a mindful engagement hours upon hours wasted like standing in a line that never moves close your eyes penetrate the dark turn on the light of your inner sanctum where serenity &
those not here it shouldn’t be a task to remember those not here it shouldn’t burden a heart to keep them near we love we lose those close hold the hand of the 1 who stands by you hold the
get comfortable with chaos get comfortable pull up a chair sit back take a deep breath try try to relax get comfortable with chaos the daily insanities the craze of sleepless nights fretting over the past blunders agonizing on future gaffes whatever is presently on your
mom mom you made me you gave to me asking nothing in return mom you showed me the way sometimes pushed & shoved me but always hugged me when i returned mom you were there in times of despair but
Wednesday’s malaise was it the wrong side of the bed that started the day as if your out of step the feet seem to work as you mull about but something ain’t right not battling a cold or flu can’t say it’s the blues but
bff’s home don’t you remember your bff lived here really dear it wasn’t that long ago though the ivy would not lead you to believe so does it depress you to see her house in abandonment does it wipe the wonderful memories from
