Lights the dark
Gives off heat
And smells sweet

Hi, I'm a raccoon
I climbed a building
To see if I can
Please don't let me land on a moving van
I inched my way to the top
Praying I don't do a belly flop
I needed to rest
So I made a window sill nest
And that seemed to relieve my stress
But I must make it to the top
Because I won't stop
I smell something good
Could it be cat food?
Please God, give me fortitude
I made it to the top
And I didn't drop
I happily ate my cat food
So this is where I conclude

A slip on the ice can ruin your life
An injured hand
Fingers don't bend
Let's not pretend
This is a life in descend
Looking for a godsend
To unbend a hand and
A fragile life to contend

Bullets ringing in my ear
Wondering if death is near
The world is collapsing
Run in fear
Until all is clear
Was it a dream?
Or was it real?

City street stillness in the 1960's
Two hippies pushing a baby carriage down the street
A castle building in my vision  
Playground sandbox and swings
Sun shining through the leaves
A soft summer breeze
Reliving a childhood memory
Ingrained in my brain
Attacking all my senses    
When time stood still  
On that perfect summer day

Slipped and fell on the ice
Broken bone
Broken dreams
Broken hope

Ollie the neighbor's cat peers in my window
Looking for love and a pet
On a cold autumn day
He mingles in the leaves
I wonder what tale he weaves
As he rubs on me
He believes
He owns me
Like a thief
He steals hearts
Like we are sweethearts