Ok, so. I dream, man. You laugh, but dreaming, man. Is bad ask any dreamer. They all scream the same Reality is a dream, man The real dream, man, Is coming
He wandered Sauntered like a chameleon Well suited for any situation In and out, up and down He cooked, he hooked, he booked he took his empty soul and poured what was left out
waiting on the doc glad I'm an infrequent guest some aren't so lucky like my turners syndrome girl she's on a first name basis
yet she smiles all day cheering up the healthy
Ashley is about to be 16. From a half percent chance of even being born to 23 surgeries later. She is healthy and thriving. Pray for the less fortunate and always be thankful!
Was that an aftershock or a new kind of quake It seemed to go on forever startled me awake and aware abandoning me as fast as it came to me alone shivering till the next shake
I have never seen you before But I clearly know what you look like I have never heard you before But I certainly know what you sound like I have never had you before But I positively know what you feel like I have never pleased you before But I definitely know what you really like Simply by loving the words you wrote tonight
Would you hear what I have to say would you care what I actually said Is it words that sway your fragile heart I promise I can weave a fantastic tail All told with a cross of a limb somewhere Now to hide true intention takes a special fool One who refuses to see what’s really true And chooses silly words over a heart dead pure
early morning bake sharp edges of another sun now rounded into smooth bites can hear that crow in the Aspen but his black wings escape leaving me to ponder Is today the day?