Life is always rewarding,
The rewards just take time.
You can accomplish anything,
If you have a go and try.

So no matter the times I slip,
No matter the times I fall.
Life is always worth the trip,
Climbing over the wall.

You can throw me to the wolves,
You can throw me off the track.
But in time I will return,
And I'll be leading the pack.

I know it's going to be a long day,
So i brought my ukulele.
Let me sing you a song,
One of beauty and glee.

If I could be anything,
You asked me.
If you could whatever,
What would you be?

Baby I'll be your blanket at night,
I'll keep you warm till the morning light.
Baby I'll be your novella,
Your beloved Cinderella.

Baby I'll be your boat,
Struggling just to keep you afloat.
Baby I'll be your muse,
When you've got those blues.

Baby I'll be those fireflies,
And all those butterflies.
Baby I'll do anything,
To give you everything.

We all don't belong on this world,
It takes us a while to settle in.
But alas once we have I am told,
The future brings more in.

So don't be afraid to let go,
Don't let your joy become sorrow.
For once you have courage to lose the shore,
You'll have the bravery to cross.

Life is short,
So lets see all its splendor.
Raise your torch,
And say hello to new adventures.

Life is about walking,
Not always in a straight line.
But always pushing,
The limits of your time.

Most people run,
From the wolves.
Most people hide,
From the toughs.

However life give us an option,
To take or challenge this alone.
Thanks to other's collaboration,
May we triumph over this cyclone.

No matter the winded paths,
No matter the unforgiving hearts.
May the path give birth,
To those long forgotten laughs.

So let's reach out to those in need,
And warm those hearts of stone.
Whatever this life heeds,
Remember you are never alone.

Banished to an island,
Of desertion and isolation.
Running form the wolves,
Of fear and alienation.

The ghosts still haunt me,
The lions still hunt me.
All in hope that I lose,
Then hell breaks loose.

Broken, hurt
Destroyed.
Hopeless, lost,
Terrified

I'm on my own on this island,
I've got loads of things to fear.
But I will always look to the future,
For the light that shines is always here.

Have you ever had someone wander into your life?
That you never knew you needed
But now they're there it all makes sense

Aye, The path i once took,
From the Earth to the moon.
Is now over,
And no longer in use.

No longer looking for something that’s just out of reach
As far as the moon,
A new path opens
Will I take it?

I ponder,
I think.
In my slumber,
My dream winks

Pulling one way and then another
Back and forth
Which way will I go?
My subconscious trying to make a decision

Left,Right
And Center,
South, North,
No better.

I might try something new
Lead with my heart
Instead of my head
*For once in my life

Each page conveys the sentiment
the words, more meaning still
to pause for just, a moment
listening to, the writer's quill

Inspiration flows,
From my soul to my mind to my eye.
My quill glows,
Connecting the dots, of the paper my ally

It's there for you and me
the comradere of prose
sung, lined, rhymed, or free
and perfectly, composed

My quill sings a story,
My heart translates its feelings.
My paper is never lonely,
For the words fill its openings.

We deal with emotions
the ones, we can't suppress
words, in constant motion
poetically, expressed

The words we can,
We scream, shout or yell.
The words we can't,
We sit quietly and dwell.

The feel of synchronicity
a push, sometimes, a pull
not knowing what will, or may not be
a glass not empty, but yet, not full