~

Daydreaming of you
is the very best part of
my every day

~

~

Time disappears,
the hours, the days
Lost in the shadows,
a sundial haze

Seizing the moments
our memories trace
Drawing the curtain,
these thoughts to erase

Still I ignore
every clock on the wall
Each ticking second,
the minutes that fall

For all I see
is the beautiful view
Of every new day
I am starting with you

~

~

*My whole life I've waited
for someone like you,
but sadly I waited
too long

Life is not fair,
I see that is true,
for what seems so right
now is wrong

If only I'd known,
so different it'd be  
for you would be here
by my side

And happiness would
be walking with me,
no longer from my
heart to hide

But now that I know
true love I can feel,
these moments I
will not regret

So as my life goes,
I  now can reveal,
your love I shall
never forget

And if something changes
please know I'll be waiting
with love that will
always be strong

If you come to me
I won't mind the waiting,
forever will
not be too long

~

*Tonight I watched
as an enchanting
full moon
rose above the
leafless trees,
slowly upon a
slate gray sky

It was beautiful
and glowing bright,
but it was all alone
on Christmas Eve,
then it dawned
on me...
so was I

Then I thought,
I know you love
watching the full moon
and I know you love me,
so maybe neither
of us is truly
alone tonight...

now I am
glowing too

~

I live in the sun
She lives in the snow
My days are hot
Hers ten below

She dresses in layers
I’m shorts and a T
She builds a snowman
I play at the sea

She’s starting a fire
My A/C is on
She’s under a blanket
I’m out on the lawn

But she is so hot
And I am a fool
Living down here
And not where it’s cool

I’m packing my bags
Now ready to go
Leaving the sun
I’m off to the snow

And yes it is cold
There might be a storm
But held in her arms
I know I’ll be warm

And live ever after
Until I am old
No, not in the sun
With her in the cold

~

*I watch the days
fly by
on multicolored wings,
each feather
a memory,  
a moment in my life,
that will soon
be over

Dark colored feathers
are bad memories
Blue are sad
memories
Reds and yellows
are the good times,
there are many
of them

But there is one
that is brighter
than all others,
it glimmers gold
as the wind lifts
these wings,
higher and higher
towards my
final day

You see
my time is short
on this earth,
the hours are passing,
and I wonder
will I be able to
take my wings
when I go

For if not,
then I shall demand
that I take
one feather,
the golden one,
for it holds all
of my memories
of you