Some dreams flitter like butterfli… Touching flowers of hope Under stormy skies And where they land Is anyone’s guess
There is no face that wanders past a mirror And does not look from time to time, within. And although sadness
A large, billowed cloud Eats most of the sky above and then comes the rain. Big drops of rain fall, hard, as the sun turns to shadows
Seated on a bolder In the midst of Yellowstone Reflecting on a Geyser And a Bison, all alone. Tis my place to unwind the springs
Skylight Pink, a Hoot owl’s winks In the mist and the morning shadow… Love and life like a sculptures kn… Has carved a world of sorrows. Grieving Blue, if all you knew
Captain Sigh had mud in his eye And a patch hung over the other. His Daddy was a Spanish Pirate As well as his Mother and brother… On the seven seas he artfully sail…
A few hours Into the day’s renewing A light goes on And the coffee’s brewing The alarm goes off
Dreams are much like stepping-ston… That you’re placing on muddy groun… Be sure your foothold is secure Before you lay the next one down.
How many sounds do you hear in her… And what is the color of her soul… Do you see her in the blazing oran… Or in the hope that comes a-dancin… Does the song she sings remind you…
The clouds roll in And the clouds roll out But that’s not really What clouds are about And the sun still shines
Where came that shadow that wander… That light-less vision that knows… Shall I seek concealment, or duti… So its heartless deeds don’t leave… Suddenly I looked and saw it near
The old man stands on the cliff’s… Trying to make the words and music… He closed his eyes to see further Just beyond the whispers of the wi… Then he stretched out his arms and…
There’s a wee little Bumper, A sidewalk toe-stumper, And he’s sitting like “Thumper” On the edge of a step. He knows where he’s head’n,
Let me be among the first to welcome Autumn In my tennis shorts and cotton top… oh, so cool. With Lemonade in hand
“Over the river and through the wo… To Grandmother’s house we go. ...… But it’s not the wolf I worry abo… It’s those Blank-ah-de-Blank Bug… Those with wings and those with le…