Always pretending to know what life is about, turning somersaults, lifting sorrow off of sidewalks put there by another’s unkind words.
Walking always into danger, not caring what is near at hand, forever falling, getting in the way.
Papers slicing through the night, leaving paper cuts in each memory remembered tonight.
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Swaying closely together, no space in between us.
another’s side.Joyfully encouraging one another with love andrespect, never stepping aside – never permittinganyone to enter our own private domain.No outsiders ever allowed entrance into our lives.
Living in an aura of musical rendition,
Stepping across myriads of miles into theuniverse, following the many beats ofimmediate response.All days are filled with reverberations asthey echo eternally across my world, intomy imagination, creating factors of proseforever in an endless pool of lovely memories.
Reading my mind, watching developing thoughts grow into prose and delicate stories of who I was and am.
Delicately folding all matter into many albums, treasured interiorly forever.
Treasures of grandchildren stand out in moments of bliss, bringing smiles to eyes and mouths of grandparents.
smile within – excitement and heartfelt love forever beginning.Being so precious just by being who they are is enough toget endless love from Grandma and Grandpapa.
Wordless, staring into space, wonderment fills the air.
Fortitude sits idly as fear and uncertainty cloud theskies.Hands slapping at unthought ideas like mosquitoes beingstung by bees.Majorities of minds are filled with emptiness broughton by unthinking friends.Wanting to reach a friend’s heart – help him to seethat life needs to be lived, not kept in a tightlyscrewed jar.Liveliness dies within everyone once wonder andcuriosity…
Music’s special light beckons to me to travel over lands
and pep unlike any other.Etudes forming and creating themselves, folding andunfolding meanings of lyrical words.Tossing notes around, matching them, with mathematicalbeats of careful existence, being serenaded by lovely, intuitive musical scores.Lifetimes being carefully held in instruments of future poetical natures, always awaiting the forward motion of music’s impetuous behavior.