Life

Today you Are
Yesterday you Were
Tomorrow you will Be
Yet
Never Ever Forever
You will be

Memory

Today You Are
Yesterday You Were
Tomorrow You will Be
And
Forever
You can Be

We bask in light when morning comes, yet tremble in the night.
Halloween must be the cause to give us such a fright.
Ghosts and goblins haunt the streets where moans and chains abound.
Ghouls and vampires lurk in shadows, scared of holy ground.
Werewolves stalk unwary victims. Frankenstein is loose.
Ogres, trolls and spectral zombies hanging by a noose,
Gorgons with their "stoney" eyes and bats with leathery wings...
Mummies wrapped in yellowed cloth with rotting flesh that clings,
Pirates, gangsters, space invaders, just to name a few,
All in search of "Tricks or Treats"(or just a head...or two).
Beware the time when darkness comes. Be sure the door is locked.
But most of all .... to just be safe ... keep lots of candy stocked.

It is as silent as night
It has no cue and it has no hue,

You have no clue of how to handle it;

It is not a choice, but it is the darkest part of emotions bottled up.

It comes as a wolf under sheep's wool, it comes at your brightest moments,

It comes undone and done at the same time that leaves you empty;

You are then left with darkness with no light, no hope and no end.

Start of the holiday
Off to find some sun
On our way to zante the Greek island of fun

Leaving Bristol airport
Weaving across the English Channel
Over France and Germany flying
At 35000ft
Looking out the window at all that is below

The Dolomites mountains sprawling in front and below
Their peaks capped in glorious snow
Sun swathed villages sit nestling at their feet
Huge lakes of water glistening like gold
How I wonder what life is like 35000ft below

What do the villagers do for jobs?
How do they get by?
Do they drive cattle or cars?
Or do they ride a pony or horse?
Do they work the land, toil with their hands?
Do they drive to the supermarket buy everything they need?
Or do they grow their vegetables starting from seed?
Do their children go to school or do they run in packs, learning the skills of life, learning how to track.

Is their life a simple one, unfamiliar to you and I?
Do they see planes and wish that they could fly?
Do they dream of being doctors, nurses, politicians and the like.
Do they dream of traveling by car, plane, road or bike?

Do they dream of travelling to places far and wide, experiencing adventures new?
Or are they happy nestling at the feet of the Dolomites simply enjoying life - as you and I should do.