Time's painful passing,
longing for your sweet embrace.
You remain absent.

If my love was the Sun we would bask forever in the
month of June , on an outdoor rocker for two with
aromatic Gardenias and Privet Hedge making our hearts sing ,
like the mirthful Robins at days beginning , just you and I* ...

Just give me a few days and you'll be out of my system again

K R W

Once I heard somebody say

"Many moons ago"
Referring to the past

It never made much sense to me
There was only one moon I could see

Now you're in the fading phase
Becoming one of many moons I knew

No room for negative thought
when lungs swell
with salt air
and the sea stares
right back
with its millions
of glittery telling eyes.
Between smacks and crashes,
without a word
in its quiet calm,
it shows me just how small
my problems
truly are.

when you're strong enough to stand
you will discover
how easy it is
to sneer at those
still on their knees.

Towards
NATURE!