It’s the mows wonderful time of the year With the people weed eating And everyone planting grass seed far and near It’s the mows wonderful time of the year It’s the hay-feverist season of all With rag weed and sneezing When friends come to call It’s the hay- feverist season …
I have a trailer I’m paying the price. I only sleep there, on every work night. I live in the country, inside these four walls. I work everyday just to pay for it all. They say I’m crazy but I’m losing my mind. The grass is fast growing I’m so …
With each heart beat seconds dance across this earth uncertain. The time we have here thankfully well hidden from our view. A living river flowing ever timeless lifts its curtain. Revealing breath a life will cease, another starts anew.
Has the world gone mad? Historically speaking, one might be compelled to add the word ‘again’ to the end of that sentence. Time, time, time, is on our side. The future runs in rivers of cosmic dust. Now is already gone. There is no now. There is only future. There …
Some lost loved ones, others a home, a place they called work or all three. If I should complain about friends or my job or the place that I live it’s on me. What can I do that will help? Can I help? What positive thing can I do? If …
I love people: Some are real nice. Some are a pain. Some are so simple. Some are so vain. Some people suffer. Others are mad. Some like the truth. Some are so bad. People are false. People are true. I love all the people. Just not all that they do.
Why does it seem that life is a dream that really can never come true. Is it because I’ve loved Santa Claus and Captain Kangaroo. It’s not money I’ve missed or girls that I’ve kissed or power or fame never got. I’m missing my dad, and uncles I’ve had and …