Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart