Forget"Forget the past.""I'M. HERE. NOW."
The Old Oak TreeIridescent smiles shined on our facesAs ever-present laughter filled the lofty airMemories of yesterday and prospects for tomorrowFiltered through our headsAs we sat underneath that old oak treeTimes have changed, people grew apartBut we have stayed the sameAlways there to laugh and loveTo comfort and to cryThere to brighten the darkest days, and warm the coldest nightsThere to mend broken hearts and chase away life's little worriesTimes have changed, people break bonds sooner than build themBut we know betterAlways there to fuss and fightTo learn and to shareThere to bring a smile to face and laugh to heartThere to be all that we could for each, day in and day outWarm arms filled with endless love encircle each otherAs ever-present silence speaks into the open breezeForever we shall be friends, till the bitter endAs we sit underneath that old oak tree
ArgentinaLlama...open plains...way of life.
HurdlesIt's coming for me now...jump?
Midsummer ThoughtsThe months of summer meld togetherAs days and nights intertwineMy thoughts meander thoughPleasant memories of the pastAs my mind conjures upMagical fantasies of the futureAll the while I sit aside a smile upon my lipsThough a deepening silence grows in my chestThe gears within my headSeek to find the lightTo find the missing linkBuried amongst broken rubbleI try to unwind the ribbons of wordsThat suffocate my dying breathThese simple gestures and mindful pleasuresCloud already muddy skiesTo no conclusions will my conscious comeUntil the faithful sun setsA tired heart and restless mindKeeps these thoughts from sleepingAn eager eye keen to assumptionsHelps the matter notBack and forth this Robin flies,Contradictory to prevailing windsSeeking haven from its ramshackle cageInto the arms of wealthThe only thing to set me freeAn answer often denied: yes