One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

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

Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.

Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.

It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

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

Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song