Scrolling down the inner list, superficial beauty plays tricks. One's outward appearance is all pomp, but who knows the true circumstance of what's underneath?
copyright 2008
"My Daily Thoughts of you"...
(for my nieces, nephews, and god children) You know the other day? I almost flat lined, but I was revived by the twinkle in your eyes and that adorable mischevious smile...those GREAT, BIG hugs from those tiny arms; and it never ceases to amaze me how you've grown. And sometimes my heart smiles and aches for your passage of unfamiliar doors. And as you walk towards your destiny, my heart revives when once in awhile you turn, glance, and smile at me. And when time adorns my hairs with gray and your children have grown and you've aged, a timeless snapshot in my mind will play that sweet innocent twinkle in your eyes and that adorable mischevious smile...
copyright 2010
JAZZ &BLUES
I cry out of elation and sorrow. The live band plays everything that I like. What's that tune? My fingers taps, my body sways, and my head nods in agreement to the jazzy tunes. But in my heart the blues play wishing that you were in my arms. How can they be alive...(the couples, the crowd), and not at anytime swoon to trombone melody, nor dance to the kettle drum strum. In my heart, the blues play and I wonder does it play in theirs too. There are no couples dancing and I alone sway, hum, and play my transparent percussions while imagining myself in your arms. Our hearts jazzy tune drowning out the bluesy croon. We've got our own ensemble. copyright 2011
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