I cheer my son in many ways,
Most three hundred and sixty-five days.
I hug him close,
Say,"Can't do without you boss."
Sometimes I see him tense,
Something is wrong I sense,
I kiss his fears away,
Together we kneel and pray.
Out of the blue,
I tell him,"I love you."
He gives me a smile,
Holds onto me for a while.
I sit and  listen as he talks about his day,
I laugh with him and say,
"You are okay."
I discipline him with love,
So that my little dove,
Does not become wild,
Is well mannered and mild.
I let him use his own mind,
His ways he learns to find.
A hug a day,
Keeps your child happy and gay.

Safely behind a wall of glass
I can see the life outside
Existing beyond, but told
the grass is not always greener

Wood walls, remain safe
Desks, continue to produce
Results, the resources gained
Coffin, the inevitable result

To take the door, or continue preparing?
For what do I risk from remaining?
Gain to never use
Use to never gain

Living without smiling
Surrender to postponement
The itch to run, the fear to arrive
Opportunity versus Opportunity Cost

What are the profits of opposite?
Green bills or memories?
Do they exist only apart?
Execute for profit, execute for joy

Creating equilibrium
A life long journey of seeking
To grin often in the faces
of those who have most

Gallon hats wear cowboys,
horses wear the shoes,
righteous women forgive,
a gambling man's news.

Winning tells a story,
losses tell the truth,
trifectas are last resorts,
on a Sunday night in June.

  I'm the only witness,
  to this paradise,
  been a year and change
  since my sentence,
  my how time flies.
  Don't harbor resentment,
  my dear butterfly,
  these days will pass in an instant,
  let sleeping dogs lie.

Fireflies wear lightning bolts,
toads croak the blues,
sit back and enjoy the cantor,
It'll change your mood.

Crickets sing pitch less rhythms,
white fog paints her hue,
sandpaper scrapes resistance,
when it's able to.

Winding Redwood forest roads,
In colorful California, carving through the
Steep, potentially collapsable mountainside.

A perfect balance of hot and cold,
Mountains and coastline,
Wilderness and civilization.

Coming to this place feels like
Everything is teetering on the edge of life and
Death, but that's the excitement we crave!

California is the sun's playground;
It is where the world's eternal children come to
play for the rest of their lives.

And much like this life,
We've got to have as much fun as possible
Before it all disappears into nothingness.

So play on flower-children, sun enthusiasts, water worshipers, Mountaineers, gold diggers, fantasy dwellers, reality repellers;
Each and every one of you--

Play on 'til death do us part!