Night Sky...

Tiny little stars...

In the dark night sky

Looking down on me,

And I wonder why.

Things seem to happen

Just the way they do..

You found me,

And I found you.

Slowly friendship grows

And walls break down.

Smiles come over me

And replace my frown.

Things that used to scare me

Are no big deal...

Places that were a fantasy

Now seem quite real.

Life has a way of turning

Down ne'er-traveled roads,

Familiar places give way,

To new and comforting abodes.

Hearts long ago grown weary,

And afraid to love,

Look up in the night sky

And see the stars above.

Gimme Some Happy!!

Why? Oh Why? Does it have to be?

What can I do about my attitude?

Looking for something simple…

I lose another hour on YouTube!

Mostly looking for songs,

And things that make me happy,

Sometimes I find what I’m looking for,

Something sweet and soft and sappy.

Other times I’m rockin’ out

With the Beach Boys or Bon Jovi…

Never at a loss for the words to songs,

There’s always something to show me.

I look at one video, and then another…

And time slips through my hands..

Oh look! Here’s one of my favorites,

With singers from many lands.

Never at a loss for something to watch,

Always searching for just one more,

Why can’t I just turn YouTube off?

You know I need to go to the store!

How could I have gotten through today without seeing this??

Seasons...

Crimson skies at twilight

Herald the change of seasons,

Days grow shorter, cooler, and brighter

For so many, many reasons.

Life has changed its cycle,

From hot and humid and all

Things are slowing down, dying

And life approaches Fall.

The growing season is over,

We have harvested all the crops,

But life is moving still, just slower

It’s not till winter that it stops.

The leaves are turning their colors

To brilliant oranges, golds and reds,

And soon, the seasons will change again

And we can rest our weary heads.

Winter will be upon us,

Making us want to hibernate,

Bringing the chilling winds and snow,

And holidays we love to celebrate.

And in the quiet hours,

When all has been said and done,

Slowly, surely, life will stir..

And a new cycle will have begun.