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Dreaming of moonlit nights
Special times with you
Light hypnotic breezes
Trees gently swaying
Wind chimes playing
Scents of lilac in the air
Walks along the beach
Sounds of waves hitting the shore
Gulls flying by
Their sound in the air
Holding hands
Dinner by candlelight
Romantic music playing
Slow dancing
Perfumed air
Soft touches
Gentle smiles
Bright laughter
Heart’s beating
Sweet kisses
Hidden places
Cherished memories
Dreaming of moonlit nights
With you
Come dance with me
Let’s touch the stars
Baila conmigo
Let’s listen to romantic music
Come walk with me
Anda conmigo
Come explore the world with me
Let’s see all there is to see
Let’s watch the stars dance
Watch the moon watching us
Let’s smell the roses
Vamos oler las rosas
Come laugh with me
Give me one hundred smiles
Come be with me
Ven conmigo
Forever
Dreaming of moonlight nights
Special times with you
Light hypnotic breezes
Trees gently swaying
Wind chimes playing
Scents of lilac in the air
Walks along the beach
Sounds of waves hitting the shore
Gulls flying by
Their sound in the air
Holding hands
Dinner by candlelight
Romantic music playing
Slow dancing
Perfumed air
Soft touches
Gentle smiles
Bright laughter
Heart’s beating
Sweet kisses
Hidden places
Cherished memories
Dreaming of moonlight nights
With you
As the moon brightens, the waves slow down to a constant rhythm
While it is dark, you can see every detail, including the white caps of the waves as they crash to shore

As the light hits the water like a painters brush, the reflection looks like diamonds glistening

There is no noise, only the sound of stillness and your heart beating
The air is fresh with a hint of salt

As you listen to the quiet, you realize that you are at peace
You are where you are supposed to be
Doing what you are supposed to be doing

Moonlight
As the moon brightens, the waves slow down to a constant rhythm
While it is dark, you can see every detail, including the white caps of the waves as they crash to shore

As the light hits the water like a painters brush, the reflection looks like diamonds glistening

There is no noise, only the sound of stillness and your heart beating
The air is fresh with a hint of salt

As you listen to the quiet, you realize that you are at peace
You are where you are supposed to be
Doing what you are supposed to be doing

Moonlit night
As the moon brightens, the waves slow down to a constant rhythm
While it is dark, you can see every detail, including the white caps of the waves as they crash to shore

Moonlight

As the light hits the water like a painters brush, the reflection looks like diamonds glistening

Moonlight

There is no noise, only the sound of stillness and your heart beating
The air is fresh with a hint of salt

Moonlight

As you listen to the quiet, you realize that you are at peace
You are where you are supposed to be
Doing what you are supposed to be doing

Moonlight
Appreciate each new morning
Marvel at it
The start of a new day
Notice the beauty of the moment
At you being there to enjoy it
Look around
Notice your surroundings
Take note
Remember
Use the day as best you can
In the end, it’s a gift
The sun is out
The sky is a bright blue
Barely a cloud in the sky


There is a slight breeze in the air
The air is crisp and clear
It’s fresh to breathe

Wind chimes are lightly ringing in the background playing their tune

As another day starts
The sun is out
The sky is a bright blue
Barely a cloud in the sky

There is a slight breeze in the air
The air is crisp and clear
It’s fresh to breathe

Wind chimes are lightly ringing in the background playing their tune

As another day starts
It’s morning
Not early nor late
But as one rises
For the day
Its a time for rituals
Of life
Both of the body
And abode
A time for coffee
Breakfast
Changing clothes
Feeding the pet
A time to get ready
For what is to come
Whether work
Or something else
Errands
House chores
It’s the morning
Time to get going
Morning chimes outside my window
Teasing me with their tune
Tempting me
Enticing me
Gently playing music
Lifting up my spirits

Morning chimes outside my window
Gently waking me up
Offering a pleasant sound to start the day

Morning chimes
Morning chimes
Outside my door
Hanging on a branch
Teasing me
With their gentle tune
Tempting me
Enticing me
Playing music
Melodic
Soothing to the soul
Lifting me up
To start a new day
Morning Chores

It’s morning
Not early nor late
But as one rises
For the day
Its a time for rituals
Of life
Both of the body
And abode
A time for coffee
Breakfast
Changing clothes
Feeding the pet
A time to get ready
For what is to come
Whether work
Or something else
Errands
House chores
It’s the morning
Time to get going
It’s morning
Not early nor late
But as one rises
For the day
Its a time for rituals
Of life
Both of the body
And abode
A time for coffee
Breakfast
Changing clothes
Feeding the pet
A time to get ready
For what is to come
Whether work
Or something else
Errands
House chores
It’s the morning
Time to get going
It’s sacred
Cherished
Something we look forward to
It helps start the day
Either at home
Or work
Or for the lucky ones
Sitting in a cafe
The smell is heavenly
Better than the taste
Yet many crave it
Many need it
To start their day
It brightens up things
Sharpens
It’s part of a ritual
Usually in the morning
Sometimes at night
Morning coffee
There’s nothing like it
It’s sacred
Cherished
Special
Something we look forward to
It helps start the day
Either at home
Or work
Or for the lucky ones
Sitting in a cafe
The smell is heavenly
Better than the taste
Yet many crave it
Many need it
To start their day
It brightens up things
Sharpens
It’s part of a ritual
Usually in the morning
Sometimes at night
Morning coffee
There’s nothing like it
It’s the morning of another day
The woman gets dressed
Having finished her brief breakfast
She is going out

Dressed in her red coat and scarf
Ivory colored turtle neck sweater
Blue jean leggings
It’s winter at the end of January
Very cold outside
It gets into your bones
Makes them ache

She is heading out to the store
Afterwards she will stop for coffee at a favorite cafe
Before heading home

She is living her new life
With her high school sweetheart
An unbelievable dream come true
It’s the morning of another day
The woman gets dressed
Having finished her brief breakfast
She is going out

Dressed in her red coat and scarf
Ivory colored turtle neck sweater
Blue jean leggings
It’s winter at the end of January
Very cold outside
It gets into your bones
Makes them ache

She is heading out to the store
Afterwards she will stop for coffee at a favorite cafe
Before heading home

She is living her new life
With her high school sweetheart
An unbelievable dream come true
It’s morning
Not early nor late
But as one rises
For the day
Its a time for rituals
Of life
Both of the body
And abode
A time for coffee
Breakfast
Changing clothes
Feeding the pet
A time to get ready
For what is to come
Whether work
Or something else
Errands
House chores
It’s the morning
Time to get going
I am in the murky waters of life
The water is cold to the touch
Up to my knees
Hard to walk
The bottom feels like sand with dirt mixed in
I can see into the bottom
Small fish swim around my legs
They gently tickle me
Reminding me that they are there
and so am I
Together. Alive

We start to move in the same direction
I am no longer alone
I am with them
Together we find clearer water
It takes some time but we do
As the water clears it becomes warmer

As we continue to walk the bottom becomes white sand
Soft to the touch
The color of the water changes
It becomes a light blue

The fish swim away leaving me at a new place and path
With open, warm waters no longer murky
I am in the murky waters of life
The water is cold to the touch
Up to my knees
Hard to walk

The bottom feels like sand with dirt mixed in
I can see into the bottom
Small fish swim around my legs
They gently tickle me
Reminding me that they are there
and so am I

Together. Alive
We start to move in the same direction
I am no longer alone
I am with them

Together we find clearer water
It takes some time but we do
As the water clears it becomes warmer

As we continue to walk the bottom becomes white sand
Soft to the touch
The color of the water changes
It becomes a light blue

The fish swim away leaving me at a new place and path
With open, warm waters no longer murky
I am in the murky waters of life
The water is cold to the touch
Up to my knees
Hard to walk
The bottom feels like sand with dirt mixed in
I can see into the bottom
Small fish swim around my legs
They gently tickle me
Reminding me that they are there
and so am I
Together. Alive

We start to move in the same direction
I am no longer alone
I am with them
Together we find clearer water
It takes some time but we do
As the water clears it becomes warmer

As we continue to walk the bottom becomes white sand
Soft to the touch
The color of the water changes
It becomes a light blue

The fish swim away leaving me at a new place and path
With open, warm waters no longer murky
Music lifts one up
It expresses what we feel
Fills our heart and soul
It can touch the world
Connect all of us
Communicate our story
Tell our history and future
It can paint a picture
With sound
It can calm us or excite
Causing us to dance
It inspires us
Sometimes it can make us laugh
It’s a mirror into the best of us
It’s healing and powerful
We need it
It is magic
Music and memories go together
Like salt and pepper
One complements the other
One triggers the other
Listening to a song can easily transport one back to a memory or time
A certain memory can bring back a certain feeling
It’s as if one stepped into a time machine to relive that moment
Music can also inspire, ignite and calm the soul
It can heal ones wounds and evoke strong feelings
Music can take me back to a sweet memory of my father shoveling the snow outside during a winter storm
Or my father taking my hand as a small girl to enter a Brazilian ceremony many decades ago
Or to remember a colleague playing a song by the Temptations in the office one Friday morning to help start the day
Music and memories inspire our lives to be so much more like an artists’ painting
Music lifts one up
It expresses what we feel
Fills our heart and soul
It can touch the world
Connect all of us
Together
Communicate our story
Tell our history and future
Express pain or joy
It can paint a picture
With sound
It can calm or excite
Causing us to dance
It inspires
Lifting us up
Sometimes makes us laugh
It’s a mirror into the best of us
Into all humanity
It’s healing and powerful
We need it
Without it
We are truly lost
It is magic
Music

Music and memories go together
Like salt and pepper
One complements the other
One triggers the other
Listening to a song can easily transport one back to a memory or time
A certain memory can bring back a certain feeling
It’s as if one stepped into a time machine to relive that moment
Music can also inspire, ignite and calm the soul
It can heal ones wounds and evoke strong feelings
Music can take me back to a sweet memory of my father shoveling the snow outside during a winter storm
Or my father taking my hand as a small girl to enter a Brazilian ceremony many decades ago
Or to remember a colleague playing a song by the Temptations in the office one Friday morning to help start the day
Music and memories inspire our lives to be so much more like an artists’ painting
Music and memories go together
Like salt and pepper
One complements the other
One triggers the other
Listening to a song can easily transport one back to a memory or time
A certain memory can bring back a certain feeling
It’s as if one stepped into a time machine to relive that moment
Music can also inspire, ignite and calm the soul
It can heal ones wounds and evoke strong feelings
Music can take me back to a sweet memory of my father shoveling the snow outside during a winter storm
Or my father taking my hand as a small girl to enter a Brazilian ceremony many decades ago
Or to remember a colleague playing a song by the Temptations in the office one Friday morning to help start the day
Music and memories inspire our lives to be so much more like an artists’ painting
Music lifts one up
It can express what we feel
Fills our heart and soul
It can touch the world
Connect all of us
Tell our history and future
It can paint a picture
With sound
It can calm us or excite
Causing us to dance
It inspires us
Sometimes it can make us laugh
It’s a mirror into the best of us
It’s healing and powerful
We need it
It is magic
It was a cool day
Felt like winter
The sky was crystal clear
The color was pure blue
It had rained the night before
The cool air seeped into ones bones leaving a dull ache
The cafe had mobile heaters lit
People were sitting in the café
Many seats were empty
Due to the cold
The atmosphere was muted
It made one long for the freshness of spring
Muted day
It was a cool gray day
No hint of sun
The sky had a heaviness to it
It had rained the night before
The cool air seeped into ones bones leaving a dull ache

People were sitting in the café having their breakfast
Many seats were empty
The atmosphere was muted

It made one long for the freshness of spring
It was a cool day
Felt like winter
The sky was crystal clear
The color was pure blue
It had rained the night before
The cool air seeped into ones bones leaving a dull ache
The cafe had mobile heaters lit
People were sitting in the café
Many seats were empty
Due to the cold
The atmosphere was muted
It made one long for the freshness of spring
Muted day
My body is tired
My soul is tired
My bones ache
I just want to lay down and rest a little

My body hurts
My soul stings
I just want to lie down and rest a little

My heart hurts
My mind is tired
I just want to lie down and rest a little

My eyes can’t see clearly
My hands can’t grasp
I just want to lie down and rest a little

My ears can’t hear
My nose hurts
I just want to lie down and rest a little

My compass is lost
I don’t know what to do
I don’t know where I am
I just want to lie down and rest a little

My body is tired
My heart hurts
My body aches
My soul stings
I just want to lie down and rest a little
You are in my heart
You live in my soul and spirit
You have always been a part of me

My heart

Since I first met you
You glimmer like gold and precious jewels
You fill me with hope and love

My heart

You have touched me like an artist
You are in my heart

You are my heart
You are the best of me
Always
My heart hurts a bitter song
It craves what it cannot have
It misses more than words can say

My heart craves a bitter song

It needs its home so far away
It wants to go home

My heart craves a bitter song

Where it feels whole
And a  part of something greater

My heart hurts a bitter song
He was always there for me
He was my hero
He never let me down
He seemed immortal
He never walked away
He was my hero

He used to take my hand
He always listened
He inspired me to always try
He was intelligent
He was curious about the world

He taught me about life
He was kind and giving
He was a righteous person
He was my hero

He loved to laugh
He always took care of me
He was strong and handsome
He taught me right from wrong
He had integrity
He was a truth teller


He stood in the light
He was my hero
He was my father
I miss him
He was always there for me
He was my hero

He never let me down
He was my hero

He seemed immortal
He was my hero

He never walked away
He was my hero

He used to take my hand
He was my hero

He always listened
He was my hero

He inspired me to always try
He was my hero

He was intelligent
He was my hero

He was curious about the world
He was my hero

He taught me about life
He was my hero

He was kind and giving
He was my hero

He loved to laugh
He was my hero

He always took care of me
He was my hero

He was strong and handsome
He was my hero

He taught me right from wrong
He was my hero

He had integrity
He was my hero

He stood in the light
He was my hero

He was my father
He was always there for me
He was my hero
He never let me down
He seemed immortal
He never walked away
He was my hero

He used to take my hand
He always listened
He inspired me to always try
He was intelligent
He was curious about the world
He was my hero

He taught me about life
He was kind and giving
He was a righteous person
He was my hero

He loved to laugh
He always took care of me
He was strong and handsome
He was my hero

He taught me right from wrong
He had integrity
He was a truth teller
He was my hero

He stood in the light
He was my hero

He was my father
Light of My Life
In the dark of the night I think of you
And it warms me
You are my light

In the hardest of times
I think of you and it gives me strength
You are my light
In times when I feel alone
I think of you and I am not
You are my light
In the happiest of times
I think of you and it brings me joy
You are my light
In a storm I think of you
And it brings me comfort

In times of insanity
I think of you
And the world seems right
You are my light
You are my universe
You are my light
You are my moon
You are my sun
You are my prince
You are my universe

You touch my heart
You touch my soul
You are perfect
You are my universe

You light my world with your presence
You bring joy
You bring deep happiness
You calm the waters
You are my universe

You are my moon
You are my sun
You are my universe
You are my prince
You are my everything
Without you there is no light
Without you there is no life
Looking at you brings me closer to heaven
You are my light
You are my moon
You are my sun
You are my prince
You are my universe

You touch my heart
You touch my soul
You are perfect
You are my universe

You light my world
With your presence
You bring joy
You bring deep happiness
You calm the waters
You are my universe

You are my moon
You are my sun
You are my prince
You are my everything
Without you there is no light
Without you there is no life
Looking at you
Brings me closer to heaven
You are my light
You are my moon
You are my sun
You are my prince
You are my universe

You touch my heart
You touch my soul
You are perfect
You are my universe

You light my world
With your presence
You bring joy
You bring deep happiness
You calm the waters
You are my universe

You are my moon
You are my sun
You are my prince
You are my everything
Without you there is no light
Without you there is no life
Looking at you
Brings me closer to heaven
If I were no longer here
Would you miss me?
Would it even matter?

Would there be a feeling of emptiness or just nothingness?

If I were no longer here
Would you miss my presence?
That specific essence that makes up me?

Would your heart ache?
Your spirit feel sorrow
Would you want to see me?
Or would it just be a momentary thing?
My being gone

If my presence were no longer here
Would you notice?
Would you miss me?
Would your heart ache?
Would your spirit cry out?

As mine would for you
If I were no longer here
Would you miss me?
Would it even matter?

Would there be a feeling of emptiness or just nothingness?

If I were no longer here
Would you miss my presence?
That specific essence that makes up me?

Would your heart ache?
Your spirit feel sorrow
Would you want to see me?
Or would it just be a momentary thing?
My being gone

If my presence were no longer here
Would you notice?
Would you miss me?
Would your heart ache?
Would your spirit cry out?

As mine would for you
Throughout our lives we all have many streets by where we live.

We may call them my street or our street or the street I live on.

In my case they have had many names including: Slaterville Road, Mitchell Street, Rua Dona Verdiana, Ellis, Luverne to name a few.

Our streets may just contain residences or may be a mixture of both shops and homes. Some may be older while some are quite new.

Some are tree lined or have flowers and others are quite bare and pristine looking. Almost empty.

My new street is over 70 years old and hosts a cafe right by where I am, with hotels and interesting shops nearby.

It is also decorated with large trees, including orange trees, which offer a lovely bright green canopy from the sun.

Streets host our lives and witness our daily activities. They are a center point for us.

On any given day I can sit at the cafe, sip my coffee and quietly watch the world go by.

Streets ground us to where we are.
Butterflies in the forest
Gently flying to and fro
On an early spring day
The sun gently slips through the trees
The air is crisp and clear
The scent of pine trees fills your lungs like expensive perfume
A few white clouds dot the powder blue sky

The butterflies are light pastel colors of blue, white and violet
As you stand silently and watch they fly close to you
Teasing you with a light touch like angels breath before flying away
The beauty of nature
Nothing like it
Captivating the soul
Nature’s beauty
Butterflies in the forest
Gently flying to and fro
On an early spring day
The sun gently slips through the trees
The air is crisp and clear
The scent of pine trees fills your lungs like expensive perfume
A few white clouds dot the powder blue sky

The butterflies are light pastel colors of blue, white and violet
As you stand silently and watch they fly close to you
Teasing you with a light touch like angels breath before flying away
The beauty of nature
Nothing like it
Captivating the soul
Nature’s beauty
Butterflies in the forest
Gently flying to and fro
On an early spring day
The sun gently slips through the trees
The air is crisp and clear
The scent of pine trees fills your lungs like expensive perfume
A few white clouds dot the powder blue sky

The butterflies are light pastel colors of blue, white and violet
As you stand silently and watch they fly close to you
Teasing you with a light touch like angels breath before flying away
The beauty of nature
Captivating the soul
Gold is precious
Some treasure it
Instead of money
However it’s value
Is not as high as water
Nothing is
Water is life
For everything
Plants
Animals
Fish
And humans
The planet
Without it
There’s devastation
And death
It is natures true gold
Real gold
Worth more than
Money, jewels or
Power
It can enhance
Or destroy
Let’s protect it
Value it
Not waste it
Nazarene

She comes from afar
She lives overseas
She has for some time
She speaks differently
But that’s okay
She came for a reason
The nazarene

Every morning
She walks up the street
To visit a café
For coffee and croissant
To run errands
To exercise
The nazarene

While she sits
She writes
Poetry
If the muse are there
She listens to music
To inspire
She watches people
She listens
She becomes still
The nazarene

She watches the city
As she walks
She has a strident step
She passes shops
Pharmacies
Bakeries
Hotels
Street vendors
People selling their wares
While she’s different
She’s become
Part of the tapestry
In a way
She belongs
The nazarene
Streets bustle with crowds of people filled with energy and excitement
The holiday is coming
Street corners become impassable
Because of large throngs of people trying to get somewhere fast
Trees decorated brightly and lit up for the season
Store windows adorned with holiday decorations
Coffee shops full of customers seeking warmth
Vendors selling coffee, hot chocolate and pretzels
Carolers and musicians out along the streets
Giant nutcrackers adorn and ornaments adorn a building
Holiday markets full of potential buyers
Street vendors sell their wares up and down the street
From cashmere scarves to boxed jewelry at a discount price
Radio City Music Hall is open for business
Police line the streets to keep people moving along
Hotel bars and restaurants filled to capacity
Taxis moving to and fro filled with fares
Horse drawn carriages offering rides around Central Park
Nothing like Christmas time in New York
Streets bustle with crowds of people walking to and fro filled with energy and excitement of the coming holiday

Christmas Time in New York

Diners and restaurants are full of hungry and thirsty shoppers

Christmas time in New York

Street corners become impassable because of the large throngs of people trying to get somewhere making the city look like a giant mosh pit

Christmas Time in New York

Trees are brightly light up for the season

Christmas Time in New York

Carolers and musicians can be heard along the streets playing to the beat

Christmas Time in New York

Giant nutcrackers adorn one building on 6th Avenue along with giant ornaments and strings of lights

Christmas Time in New York

Street vendors sell their wares up and down the street from cashmere scarves to boxed jewelry. Even movie scripts are for sale

Christmas Time in New York

Hundreds of Santas and elves move throughout the city spreading their holiday cheer

Christmas Time in New York

Tourists and residents participate in the 12 bars of Christmas bar crawl while strolling through the city

Christmas Time in New York

Lines go around the corner for the Radio City Christmas show

Christmas Time in New York

Police line the streets to keep people moving along putting up barricades to move the crowds

Christmas Time in New York

The Hilton Hotel bar area is filled to capacity with folks needing refreshment before finishing their shopping

Christmas time in New York

The tree at Rockefeller Center is fully decked out with lights and glitter

Christmas time in New York
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