Long legs and electric red high heels.
A polka dot strapless dress,
and the classic rhythmic tune of Chuck Berry,
echoing in the background.

A deep green 1955 Chevy Bel Air,
windows down,
and a cool breeze swinging through her hair.
Her Bonnie blonde hair.

And now they wait.
For the sun to fall from the sky,
and leave the earth's crust in a midnight haze.
Only lit by the dull moon's gleam.

Only one problem.
Where's Clyde?

Life is a very tempermental thing,
fragile in its being and lovely in its small moments of joy.
A game of give and take,
that stretches but never breaks.
No one is perfect, no one endures,
that does not tire once in a long while.
Forgiveness is a true friend,
sometimes difficult to find among the ***** combat fires.
But She is there. She is always there, waiting.
Every person that touches life, has theirs touched as well.
And how sad an untouched life would be.
An empty canvas, dreary and bitter in the sunshine of others.
Life is no stroll in the park, through gentle breezes and warm summer flowers.
Life travels in four seasons, not one has been skipped.
And so peace is found in the beginning and the end.
All must be endured.
Those who grab life by the hand with a smile,
are the ones who may truly experience all there is to offer.

Little darling sit and take a look at your world
The greens, blues, reds, oranges, yellows and the swirls
Can you believe you know me out of all of those on Earth?
Can you see through the lies and realize what you're worth?
The crystal clear, the bright and light and the diamonds here you find
That all those flaws and wrongs you hear are only in your mind
So smile, raise your head
Forget the things they said
Don't look down, just watch the trees and buildings overhead.

The elegant sound of the willow as it rustles in the wind,
the gentle sound of the sea as it dives onto shore.
The silence of a darkened night lit a glow with shimmering stars.
And you darling.
All of my favorites things.