When I glance up as I stroll along what do I see?
Why it’s birds and squirrels and leaves dancing in the trees
They worry not about what goes on in their midst
And carry on with their glorious tryst
As I look down at the dewy blades of grass beneath my feet
I spy a train of ants moving along to their own beat
I see a glistening, gooey, shimmering trail
That I soon discover belongs to a lone snail
The wind picks up and gives a whip to my hair
And just as quickly as it arrived suddenly is no longer there
A ray of golden sun finds my face
And I smile to myself thinking, what a wonderful place
To what place am I referring you might ask?
Why of course it’s none other than this awe-inspiring planet on which we bask
Amazing, beautiful, one-of-a-kind
No other quite like it will we ever find
A gift from the Universe that I adore
And always will, forever more

One thing's for sure
Within is a soul
That's pure
It's meant for love
It's meant for more

want that happy ending.
a sweet hand to hold
as we grow old together,
one day when I'm 83,
want to turn a worn page
in our book,
paper curling and cover
imperfectly tattered
from all the life
we lived in our story

that morning coffee
on the balcony
tastes so much better
when you sit next to me

that afternoon tea
in the living room
taste so much sweeter
when I'm in your arms

that evening cocktail
in the kitchen
tastes so much stronger
when it's followed by your kisses