Morning has broken
There's no afternoon...
This perfect plank once robust
Now jarrah turned to sawdust...
Brick by brick a path was laid
Like a jigsaw puzzle to life it made...
Muted bright was snuffed that night
Under the sightless sky...
What in the world would you settle yourself down...
Whatever that is, or would be...
When I no longer yearn, to read a new book
Nor want to travel, for my eyes to look...
Cigar smoke drifts across the room
and cradles the aroma of fresh espresso...
I'm just like a book
Everybody can read...
I'm like a mirror on the wall
Thinking about how they will see...
Queen Of My Sea:
Dedicated to my Awesome wife...
Down the hill in silent space
Down the cage in dark holes...
He started the race not knowing the end
But determined to win is what he intends...