verses revisited

may your path 

through the snow

always be true

as the cardinal

in your life 

guides you

 

i remember

when

she was born

and i held her in my arms

and she became my life

i remember clearly 

i remember yesterday

i remember a little girl

in the sand and in the water

as the seagulls watched closely

and the tide came in and the tide went out

i see my life 

i see a young girl

i remember clearly

i remember yesterday

i remember a young girl

as she looked forward 

to tomorrow

i see a young woman

i remember clearly

i remember yesterday

as she embraced the rain

and the rainbow that showed the way

i see my life

as the sun came up

as the sun went down

as i remember…as i remember

i now see a beautiful, caring woman,

she is true and in love

but just as the sun rises and sets

and the tide comes in and goes out

 she will always…she will always

be my little girl

a bridge over the slaney

soon to cross

connecting friends

and so much more 

winter don’t linger

for i’ll be there

till summer comes

then i’m gone

to catch the sun

looking at a sunset

when a sunrise

was just admired

mornings turn quickly

nights faster

time is yesterday

and yesterday is

gone forever

and forever is 

a long time

oh time, oh time

oh precious time

can tomorrow’s sunrise

deliver more

and hold it gently

and hold it gently

till i need no more

 

it is cold

and the flowers

are slow to deliver

their message

the valley is quite

only interrupted By

a stay dog barking

in the distance

the old pot bellied stove

is devouring wood and coal

and we’re all mad here

or is it just

the cat and alice

with the white rabbit at a distance

looking for direction and

me

 

broken shells

ah but it’s broken

how can you find 

any beauty

in broken shells

 

just as you would

in a broken person

you only have to

look a little deeper

and you might be

pleasantly surprised

in what you find

 

Lily oh Lily

the world welcomes you

Lily oh Lily

open your eyes

and you will see

Tom reaching out

to hold your hand

and guide the way

Lily oh Lily

you have sooo much to do

 

Lily oh Lily

the world welcomes you

…and so do i

the fog rolls in

the sea battered shacks 

are disappearing 

with an excuse 

used by me

people may accept 

a painting’s

imperfections 

when covered with

a haze 

and

that works with people

as well

i closed my eyes 

to dream a day

a perfect day

but days are never

perfect

only dreams

they say

as clouds

sweep through 

and dreams become

days and days

become dreams  

i closed my eyes 

to dream a day

a perfect day

only

dreams they say

as clouds 

sweep through

and dreams become 

days and days

become dreams 

 

i closed my eyes

just to see

a day so pure

through a dream 

so free

i closed my eyes

just to dream a day

or maybe more

i closed my eyes

just to see

a day so pure

through a dream 

so free

i closed my eyes

just to dream a day

just to dream a day

or maybe more

 

storm window

not real 

but it is

windows allow you to see 

the world outside

and the world to

see you

 

which do you prefer

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