Bright light shines on a path
I never knew was mine.

Birth-day

Strange it seems to me, we celebrate our day
As we age it’s a step closer to the end
I tend to reflect and find my way
Think, recall, am I on my way, where I intend

Be cognizant of your place in this existence
Are you making a difference are you making a mark
If not, use the time you have left to not pose resistance
Be a shining light don’t go dark

It’s taken some time to learn
We forge only one road and there is no going back
Don’t end up regretting, that wound will burn
Move forward, keep people close  and don’t react

Be strong and enjoy your day
But learn and celebrate another way

two petals falling from a tree
enraptured in a dance
the breeze blows them back and forth
harmoniously
loquacious music rolls across the hills
they fold in
together
like lovers in a street
and part ways when they reach
the dew-eyed grass

On the red rim of the rose,
A thin frost glistens,
Cold in my bedroom,
A bare bulb flickers.
Deeper grows my longing,
Part the curtains with wavering sigh,
To gaze upon the moon,
Single as the frosted rose,
Now cold outside my room.
Above I see the velvet sky,
Below I see the people scenes,
Of an ever-flowing tide,
Bitter between them drifts my sorrow,
Shall I dream at my dusty window?
Dare I admire the frosted rose?
For tomorrow the frost is gone.

One day I will learn
To be as wise as the oak:
Rooted; grounded; still.

Happy birthday; now you're older,
And (since I am growing bolder)
May I ask you include me,
In your will financially?
Or (if your death is premature)
I'd like to ask that you be sure
To at least spend your money well;
Party hard, and raise some hell!
Now granted– I won't wish you ill,
Regardless of what's in your will,
But if the lord your soul doth take,
Can I still have some birthday cake?

After months of sleeping next to you, today I woke up, rolled over to see your face, and was __.

a) in love
b) complete
c) nervous
d) alone
e) all of the above