Like the sheets out on the clothesline
crisp linen
blowing in the breeze
and the smoke from summer
that fills the air
I wish I could be just drifting out
with them floating on the distance off without a care

I've seen so many birds soaring up above
I can feel their freedom dancing
on the Clouds Of Love

Something's Gotta Give
If I'm ever going to live
it's either got to get better
or it's going to get worse
Maybe there's a way
I can break this
curse
If I get called away like
my father on that day
I hope that every person
whom I have loved
they know I did the best I could
Not always that for which I should
have
A mind, a body....a spirit shattered by time
a broken world is such a crime
Too much drama
too much trauma

Some I did to myself
though mostly they did it to me
the blind they just could not see
The forest through the trees

Some are puppets
some are Puppet Masters
Hoping for disasters
That's how they make a living by others dying
by tears they're crying
I'm just a number and I'm sure they're hoping it's up soon

I guess there are too many people
in this world
There has to be some population control
Can't figure out how they decide
who gets to go along for the ride
Did I take a wrong turn
something I learned
that I shouldn't have?

My nephew died the other day
The second one in a couple years
So I guess I should feel lucky
I still feel I want to live
feel I have a lot left to give
When a second feels like a year
When you can't cry another tear
and you can't see any purpose coming on the horizon
When the hole in your body
it finally fails
When the wind has been taken from the proverbial sails
I will float, soar and drift out on the air
out on the sea
that's what it will feel
like to be free
Like a lantern lit and finally let go
Learning what I did not know
I tried to grow
I tried to show you
how bad this was
Don't understand being this alone
I have family
but no one that I can call my home
though I forgive them
they know not what they do
they havent any clue

You don't appreciate life very often
Till It's Gone
Like The Melody of my favorite songs
I know I'll end up where I belong
In the place where I hope to see
A love from my God eternally
waiting for Night or Dawn
to come.


Cherie Nolan © 2016