Things are moving fast.
Time waits for no one.
The sled flies down the hill.
The bump was waiting.
The rest of the way down is rolling away.
The snow filled day keeps us laughing
As we clean the snow out of our eyes.
Things are moving fast.
Time waits for no one.
The sled flies down the hill.
The bump was waiting.
The rest of the way down is rolling away.
The snow filled day keeps us laughing
As we clean the snow out of our eyes.
Looking out at the drizzling rain
Sipping the warm steaming mug
Is an undeniable pleasure.
Whether it is tea or even hot chocolate
no one can deny the bliss experience
of being inside and not outside soaking wet.
Even better when there is a book and a blanket involved.
My last offspring in regular school.
Next week they begin
the last 3 years of regular learning.
Life moves fast.
Sometimes I should pay more attention.
Then I wouldn’t be caught so off guard.
Sooner or later
Bills have to be paid.
It is the price exacted
for living in today’s society.
If you have no money
the streets become your home.
Sometimes all the right things
that you do to get by
are simply not enough.
The route is easy.
It is the motivation
that is the hard thing to work on.
It is always in the back
of the mind as you sit
staring mindlessly
at the computer screen
watching inane animal videos.
For Gamers this means
Unlimited tries.
For a limited amount of time.
As a gamer this is exciting.
If I have the time to take advantage of that offer.
As a philosopher or pragmatist
I can not help but wonder
Whose life they are giving away for free?
Sometimes I say things
Not knowing how to say
What I want to say.
Learning to find the hidden gem
In my stories
Is a talent my friends have.
I do not mean to be obsequious
But I cannot always gather
My thoughts together to be coherent.
I am glad
I have people in my life
Willing to give me a chance.
Not everyone
Has such hidden gems
In the ones who surround them.
The peel of an orange.
The sunburnt skin that now flakes.
Dirty clothes off a toddler.
The layers of deception used to make people submissive.
The fog in my head as the pain clears from my eyes.
The drag racer as its car speeds through the streets.
Peel off the layer of the present bestowed.
Give thanks for the bell’s chime.
The delectable scent
of Coffee wafts through the pre-dawn light.
Only one who truly loves you
will bring you that wonderful mug
while you are still in bed.
I’m just so tired.
I’m old.
Yet the injustices continue.
Time to get my phone
and call them
asking why my bill is high!