I can't wait until I get off at six
So I can head to Covington to get my Oktoberfest fix
To sit in Goebel Park's courtyard and listen to a German band;
with the German style Pied Piper Bell tower; the view is grand
At the Goose Girl Fountain, a walking German band can be found
I guess my heritage is ingrained but I like that sound
Brats with sauerkraut, roasted nuts and some German beer
Come on six o'clock I want to be there!

We are all crazy, we are all insane
We are all passionate about something.
Whatever we say, whatever we do
There will be someone who misjudges and doesn't approve

So what are we to do
Should we not be ourselves
Do we need everyone to approve
I will always be crazy and will always be true
Go ahead and judge me; I'm just going to smile back at you : )

Today is but a moment; recorded in time
Tomorrow we may choose to hit rewind
We can look back on the love or the hate
What brought us down or what made us feel great
We will remember happiness and we will remember sorry
Maybe we need them both; so we can look forward to tomorrow

Butterflies in  the day
Fireflies at night
Adding more beauty to my surrounding
Here in the middle of July

People head for the pools to splash around
The laughter of children what a beautiful sound
People lathering up and soaking up the sun
The middle of July; everybody is having fun

There are concerts and festivals, state and county fairs
Summertime fun can be found almost everywhere
Amusement parks and swimming during the day
Campfires and outdoors concerts at night
What a beautiful month; the month of July

I sit and watch as the night rolls in
Fireflies are dancing in the trees
Frogs are croaking in the creek
It's a beautiful June Night

Fireflies always show up at the first of June
I counted down the days
When I knew that they would be here soon
The flashing on and off of their yellow lights
It's Christmas in June when they fly around my pine

I sit in the dark and watch the show
When the night grows darker there is the moon glow
Add the stars and it's a glorious sight
Thank you God for this beautiful June night

The trouble with Hello Poetry
Is that I fall in love daily
Held under so many captivating spells
moulded and crafted by all walks of life
I find myself longing for all of you
the broken, the fallen, the bruised
the saints, the sinners
the righteous, the dispossessed
the holy, the unholy
all meet here
to speak of life
as they feel it
as only we know it.
Onwards, upwards
Downward spirals
kindness, cruelty
crashing through boundaries
bounding across oceans
carried on wistful sighs and broken dreams
The trouble with Hello Poetry
Is that it breaks my heart
Then brings me back to love again
All within an hour.