American people
Me in Kansas City
Paris is our friend
So is the world
Reports are in
Massive killings
Innocent lives
Blood shed
Heart in pain
Oh my Paris
Agh Kurdistan
Lebanon
Oh Africa
And Afghanistan
Too far from you
Where shall I go ?
Who shall i turn to?
Oh my Paris
My heart aches now
Tears pouring
I have imagined
Walks in the streets
Read too many books
Long descriptions
Often I feel as if I know
More about you
Then my own cities
My love for you
Tonight I morn
Sending energy
With love and healing
To all the people

Leaves covered the streets
from various trees
Happiness
Colorful
Singing birds
people dancing away to the music
Poets writing
Artists painting
Families carving pumkin
Lovely is this pie madame
Fantastic picnic
On this sunny day
Hugs and kisses exchanged
Nice painting Billy boy
Thanks Mr

picnic

Comfort Scilance
Hold you in my arms
Closer I get
To my true Devine
Heart to heart
Inhale exhale
Free to feel again
Stillness moment
All and all
You and I
One

Deep is my love for the people
take your pain and make it fade away
Love you until you can love yourself
Sit beside you until my last breathe
Here to hold your hand always
Promise to be there in time of need
Indeed a friend to your friends
Treasure the stories you share
Keep you in mind as i walk the line
Hold my head up because i know you
Remember you when i pass other souls
Smile at the sun because you have done so much. Understand life's ups and downs
No need for perfection on the ground
Live because you have a friend who made a promise
Remember even from the far
you are loved deeply by your friend.