I've watched the old lady over the years,
where she was once young, stood proud and tall...

(Dedicated to Ingrid, AKA Dream Angel, AKA Healing...
Bathing suit, sunglasses, and red high heel shoes...

Our forever garden, a place where you and I
sit on a bench made of wood, carved with hearts...

Embraced by the spirit of you,
its majestic wings spread wide...

Naked, bare, a mere tree stands waiting
as the sun sets, bringing a moonless night...

Heart
t r u m p s...

A benign blank page
frequently reflects the condition...

Apathy permeates minds,
drones replace thinkers...

Take me in your arms, hold me tight,
let's play pretend just for tonight...

Snowflakes are dancing as they come spiraling...
like tiny ballerinas all dressed in white gowns...

My heart swells with pride tonight,
to know that you love me, makes my world complete...

A proud, brave man, Freedom is his name,
on his knees atop the mountain plateau...