1. Funny how reality is easy to disguise In the hours of sun and busyness But it lights up like a neon glow In the minutes before dawning.
2. Fairy tales and other fancies Float just out of reach and vision. As the sound of hammers down the street Drown out the song of morning blackbirds.
3. There are Pansies with their velvet mein Growing somewhere out of sight But wishing will not bring them near Nor will it make the desert bloom. ljm
Each of these was to be he first stanza of a poem. None of them ever got finished. So I lumped them together since they all kinda go to the same place.