In being alive

my heart opens to sing

all else I set aside

such joys does the moment bring-



in being alive

love blooms as in sweetest spring

in bliss I abide

there's splendour in everything

theres desert in my  dreams i go in to in my sleep.
with lots off golden sand that is very deep

lots of great big palms with big leaves overhead
and a swinging hammock where i rest my head.

theres a great big sun with a smile up on his face
shining down on me in this lovely place.

an oasis full of water thats so clear and blue
just to see all this it is a dream come true.

i had a great big moth flying round the light
attracted by  bulbs that were very bright
flying round and round as busy as can be
he was rather noisy and annoying me.

so i got some hairspray to chase the moth away
but his wings went stiff  i am sad to say
this it made him quiet and from the light he fled
but he couldnt fly he had to glide instead.

now the moth was quiet and couldnt fly no more
all that he could do was glide around the floor

Nothing like a cup of coffee to open my eyes
Watching the early sunrise
Hearing the annoying bird cries
Silently watching the blue skies
Dark, black and deep
Slowly pulling me away from sleep
In my throat, I let the hot liquid seep
Hearing the coffee machine go 'beep'
I wait for my energy to take a leap
So I can stop counting sheep
~27/4/21