BG mom… always in my heart at times you’re so near sometimes …………….just too far never forgotten always in my heart you’re the angel that watches over my loved ones you’re the angel who’s glow is seen with the setting sun missed
BG Spring Equinox equilibrium balance a journey of day’s light into the excursion of darkened night an even exchange an exhale matching the inhale in length whether walking …………………. running or meditating standing on 2 feet standing one lying down
BG skip a stone sit on the bank by golden pond with a wondering mind time has no distance or space for it is the medicational meditation that one sits for adoring nature’s gifts that abound thankful for this seated space tracing the picture
BG the flowers died the flowers died but the thought didn’t admitting a little more somethin……. than somethin……. expressions of ease placed on the page while dylan saturated day & night wake’s better leave sleep to those who forgot how to hug
BG i don’t want left overs i don’t want the left overs she cried the bits & pieces that no one tried i want something new like love at first bloom the anticipation of the first kiss the excitement that shouldn’t be missed i don’t want the left overs
BG wednesday’s run the sky’s the limit is it who wrote that line who stands in line time is on my side is it on yours be disturbed if it isn’t or head to bed sleep the day away then party with me all night do
