A Butterfly song
As it flutters along
With silent ease
Poetry in motion
Gently whispers
A silent tune
While in flight
It mimics the color wheel with different hues all about
And they dance and twirl
Fascinating all who watch
Just one of those things
We admire and love
Truly a gift from Heaven above

I took a long walk
To help clear my head
I turned to look around
And I fell into a hole
As I started back home
There was a lady walking towards me
I thought she was talking to me
Didn't know she was on the phone
How awkward
Got on my block
My house was just a few houses down
It had been raining
And there were puddles
My neighbor
Yelled to me
And I stepped right in the mud
I thought I needed to clear my head
But probably I  should have stayed in bed

Things look the same
On the surface
But if you zoom in
It's almost like some other world
Some dead place

I like to go outside
In the early morning
The air is fresher
I can think clearly
Songs from the birds are so sweet
I close my eyes and inhale and exhale
Getting every thing in sync
Noticing the red sky
When I'd been out for awhile
I stand in the wind letting it blow my hair to and fro
Reminising of days gone by
When I ran through the field of bluebonnets
Laughing and enjoying
The beginning of the day
The morning
When I awake
The windows up
The curtains are waving goodbye to the night
And my smelling senses are going crazy
For breakfast awaits me
The morning
So pleasant
So calm
I wish it could stay morning
All day
Just for one day
I love the mornings

Sober memories
In a stupor
Lost conquest
Fiddling with broken pieces
Of a relationship
Thought I would mend
It back together
And I might could
But some pieces
Wouldn't fit like they should
Causing some of the good stuff to leak out
It would still look broken
That's because it would be
For I was the only one
Who was trying to fix it

Better to be a branch of an old tree
Than the trunk of a dead one