Where to look for the next adventure?
Is it waiting just around the bend?
Could beyond the mountains that rise above
Around the bend be the answer to the adventure I seek.
I cannot sit and wait for I am restless to find;
To find the adventure I seek beyond the bend.
Off I will travel to where I do not know
I just know to find my adventure behind the bend up ahead.
Dearest child of my heart
I wish I could give you all I know.
You are my life of the world.
The apple of my eye;
The smiles when times are blue.
I wish I could give you the stars from the sky
That remind me of your twinkling eyes.
I would catch the stars that shine so bright
And let you keep them until they lose light.
Then together we will throw them back to the sky;
Cause I know you would rather not let them die.
I wish I could keep you as a child still
With your youthful light shining through
But soon I know;
I will have to watch you grow;
Leaving your childhood behind
To start the chapter of your life too soon.
Black shade enters the room.
Glides silently across;
To a patient sleeping in the bed.
Stretches a clammy death hand;
To the patient in the sleeping bed.
Upon the touch one stirs awakes.
The death shade beckons near.
Time to leave this Earthly place;
And walk to the next stage that waits.
Patient leaves the Earthly form
Turns once more to say good-bye;
Then follows the Black Death shade
To the other world unknown.
Everything has its time they say.
How long it takes no one knows.
Could be days;
Could be months;
Could be years;
No one knows how long.
But everything will fall in place at the end
Just wait and see.
Dreams begin to fade as one grows old with time
Bright as a picture dreams were thought upon the early days of youth.
Only to realize that some dreams wither and die like a flower that will never blossom again
Like a picture, dreams fade,
Their edges showing how long they tried to stay alive within ourselves.
Now only fragment dreams shatter and break apart;
To be no more apart of someone who once believed in them.
You tease me with your eyes
As I walk down the hall.
What are your intentions I cannot tell?
Should I make my move to talk to you?
Or maybe I shouldn’t try at all.
You seem the type that would be hard to get
I will not make my move to talk you just yet.
I come over to grab your attention
You are behind an object on your leg that I don’t understand;
Sitting in chair staring, ignoring me.
Your one hand drape over the armrest;
I nudge your hand, hoping you will notice.
Without thinking you pat my head no word spoken.
I move away;
I don’t need pat on the head.
I want to play with you.
You are too busy to play.
I want your companionship, which I need right now.
I try again to get your attention
But you are focus on the object.
I go grab a toy;
Out of frustration I shake it in my mouth.
I continue to shake it;
Venting my anger as the toy squeaks out loud.
You look up now;
Saying it is playtime, finally done with what you were doing.
I look at you very upset;
I turn to ignore you because you ignore me.
You try to play with me;
I turn my snout to the air;
I walk off to another room to be alone.