A furry angel watches me while I sleep
A furry angel hardly makes a peep
except an occasional purr or meow
The furry angel requires no vow
but likes food and love
In return she loves me much too
Welcome Picket the furry angel cat

Where we stand in the World,
Do anybody knows,
Where we stand in the Universe,
Do anybody feels it;
Where we stand in the space station,
Do anybody reaches it;
Where we stay's in the beloved one's
Do anybody clarifies it;
Someone  who reject us from our heart,
Do anybody fulfill it's heart.
Someone who reject humanity,
Do you know where he goes;
Why everyone of us is not  rejecting  teacherous minds,criminal minds, terrorist acts,
When we will open our minds and eyes.

Bootleggers on Sunday evening  ,  a little pink house on Kelleytown Road !  Waiting by the cattle gate , taking money  , calling back to the house via radio ! Waving customers through , one by one , driving by the shack without braking once , trunk wide open , in goes the whiskey , slammed shut , out the back gate , and off they went !  Sheriff Donald didn't seem to have a clue , alcohol sales on late Sunday afternoons ? For forty odd years this house became a legend , Councilmen , Deputies and Mayors knew of it's existence ! Cars from distant counties all over the state , flying up dirt roads leaving dust in their wake ! It was surely without doubt , the entire county convinced that the Sheriff drew a months salary on Sunday evenings !

I took a pass on how risky love was,
and take the easy road
that was laid upon me...

Then I realize
i miss some chances
on happiness
just to
shape-up a future
that will always be uncertain...