As much as I love storms, I can't help but cower under the clouds
Longing for some sort of bright light to push it away
So I bring down lines and lines upon these weary skies
Silent fog that settles bt atleast now I know fora bit this light will stay And I can focus on which is the right way
Even if it slowly kills me, day won't always seem like night

dogs they are amazing and are clever to
your forever friend for you whole life through
they can make you happy when your feeling sad
make you smile again once again be glad

always there for you they will always be
right there by your side to keep you company
best friend in the world they will always stay
a friensdship real and true that will never go away

The sound you hear,
As you hold me near
    Is my heart beat
Your warmth touches me I feel the heat
     My life changed when I met you
You held onto each tear I didn't know what to do.
      So lost in this world and alone
And here you come, I now have a home.
      It feels like you were always meant to be mine
God had a plan and it would happen in time.
     I found in you a friend and a lover
There is no way I could want for another
       I will forever be right by your side                                   I couldn't be anywhere else even if I tried.
     Now I can bow my head in prayer
For I no longer question God
      I know he is everywhere.

A sunny morning
Out goes the washing
Sun shining
Giving off a warm glow
Of a beautiful day
The warmth of Sun rays
One of those washing days!
Then but oh then
Opened up the heavens
The rain came down, then more
Oh And then more
Wet is the washing
I do implore
Oh no and more!
It all fell to the floor!

Missing you is like missing a bird that's never home
Becase simply, I put it to work
Often it flies away without looking back
Bt each time it comes back with memories engraved in stone
Missing you is like waiting for you to come
Before dawn's empty reflection on morning dew
Each time, I remember, but content my own face doesn't flash behind your eyes
Bt now and then, I wonder how you've been

If karma is real
What the **** did i do in my past life?

So long, life seemed splendid & youth, held such a succulent scent;those mémoires survived the ages still - so on to say & stay beyondthe horizon of wisdom.

Regrets & remorse, as in the epitome of a living today, suffice sucha saddened sight of disbelief upon chapters which ceased toexist...along an algorithm, alleging a passé presumably a Passover- the moulding chapters of maturity & bringing about a change...acollapsed change

The light...this light of childhood happiness, faded so fast &frequently, a belief of betterment arose from frequencies of falsefantasies & fake freedom. Entity erased entirely, doom destroyedwhoever wrote destiny & nothingness built one hell of a void; whatwent wrong?!? Only living such a specific stage of existence once,once to yearn for a relapse of singular sacrificial returns to the oldways - devising delusions of detrimental eras where, Kings & Knights knew & prophesied all together like a miraculous Mage. Isthis how it's supposed to be? Has such a childhood crossed thefinish line already or, did we reach the end of the trail? Too many questions unanswered by these ambitions, ambitions whichexceeded our worth...

So long, before that end, hope retrieved what seemed splendid &youthful, as young as tonight's nature - a sky full of stars, with amoon...well...a moon to guide us home

~ A. Rose