We cannot know for sure what our future holds
So why do we do what we do?

We work to improve the Unseen
But who says it needs improving?

Take it easy, live your life
*Don't waste today trying to extend tomorrow

Crude and ****** words are for the crude and ****** birds
As I ****, ****, ****, and otherwise defecate on everything that ever mattered to you or I

Clever sweat beads cascade off the forehead of someone far more important than I
And the cleverest of intentions leave the cleaverest wounds in the forethoughts of those who I care for

Nevermind you or I, or the fact that these words have yet to grace the thought-o-sphere,
let us be, let us me
Let us remember who we tried to aren't.

Insecurities be ******,
I have words.

Which day brings unique
Unexpectedness,
Momentous  at the outset.
The day that adds a dimension.
With expectations
That fall short, meet or excede
Yesterday's forethoughts.
Start with mother's gift.
The warmth and excitement
Of  home after the first day.
A birth,  a funeral,
Excites different
Sounding bands.
Today was such a one.

A Good-bye Day.

Until her return
My days are numbered
Until  
That Momentous Day.

That sadness in your eyes.
I see it.
It’s haunting you.
Looming in your forethoughts.
Tormenting any chances you have
Of happiness.
I tried to distract you.
To cheer you up.
I’d like to think it worked.
The sparkle
In those pretty hazel-green eyes
Seemed to return.
But that melancholy
Was just underneath.
I hope you’re okay.
I know it’s not my place
To ask what’s wrong.
But I do it out of concern
Because you’re my friend.
And I’d like to see
That smile of yours again.
I lost mine a long time ago
And it’s a hard thing to get back.
So please don’t lose your smile.
You’ll need it
To complement those beautiful eyes.