Not an annual Nor biennial You are a perennial Occurring and recurring When the axis is right Enduring and ensuring Your neon colors once more Will dance wild
Seasons of frost will come Phalanxes trained to cleanse Marching with death orders To challenge what you stake But despite their damaging bite You’ve grown your rootstock strong The only answer to the cold is: Perennials always grow
For all the perennials that endure. And for the suns that encourage them to grow. For my sun.
This world will try to drain your dreams; This world will try to find your seams, And pull 'till your hopes turn to screams; This world will try to take you apart; This world will try to break your heart.
And when you're as low as you can possibly be, When you feel you're too weak to ever be free; When the light of hope is too far to see, This world will try and convince you of something tragic: That there's no such thing as magic.
The world is wrong. Magic exists in a natural smile; Magic exists when it was worth every trial; Magic exists when one falls in love; Magic exists in each and every dove. Magic exists between the pages of a book; Magic exists ¬¬-- you've only to look.
Tempest-tossed and out of bounds, My youthful vigor marches on. Exiled thrice on different scales: First from my homeland, Then the place I called home, And now, What used to be our world. Why?
Because I'm different. Not radically so, but just enough To have me pushed away. It seems the fascists aren't dead After all; They just hide in the people You love until they come out for-
Forget it; Thoughts like those don't help. Me and you have to think Of ourselves. Day after day, We're led on and told we're wrong. Truth is, We are the emboldened ones; Gallant and strong- The might of light within us all.
So stand tall, my humble friends, Our call to arms is but a prayer Cast down to us For the sobriety of our good nature.
Love is the answer; For if you love all As if all loved you, You'll eventually find that it does.
Courting and honeymoon are **** phases, When over these stages, Reality sets in, Don't give in. The unpaid bills, messy house, Bickering with your spouse. Men! Don't look at your problems, They will stick on you like chewing gums, Find solutions! Be on course, With understanding and love your marriage hold at all cost, Or with pity and remorse, Take a divorce.
Some things in life can be quite difficult Fraught with barriers and oft times unkind Pressing ahead unsure of good result You can feel steps so unstable and blind But, my love, in this your strength is defined You keep moving on, though pain is not brief You are bold, fierce, not a weak shaking leaf In the storm I hear you shouting back loud Your beautiful spirit begs no relief Of you, my dear, I will ever be proud
When it all seems to hard Are you crippled by fear? Asking, "What do I do? Pondering and Praying within the meditative silence The answer is clear "Just one step at a time Placing it in front of the other Repeat again and again Until you will find yourself there."
Never, never give up! Keep going. It is hardest just before you arrive. Keep going. Keep stepping forward and through until you arrive at your destination.