La fleur est rouge,
La fleur est bleue,
Et l’autre fleur est jaune…
Mais, qu’en est-il de la fleur qui a ne pas une couleur?
Est-ce qu’il est ne pas beau?
Ou ne pas bien pour les yeux?
TANT PIS.
Je m’en fiche,
......
The door was opened
As another was closed
Rather, slammed in the face
To a life that was severed
Cut
And left behind
It had its beauty
So many flaws
That refused to be fixed
Shoving me out of that life
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Dlte
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So happy to see blue skies again
Billowing whites floating along like cotton candy
Thick summer breeze blowing out smoke and haze
So happy to breathe easy once again
Sipping on margaritas - eating chips and guac
You looking so cute in faded red and blue
Conversation flowing as smoothly as tequila and lime
Punctuated by smiles and gentle laughter
We shared our stories, then strolled the trail
......
A reset on life, to start anew
To start clean.
A visible feeling of hope,
Happiness for days ahead.
Clean sheets, vacuumed rugs,
The smell of lavender, a fresh outdoor breeze.
A sense rare, but needed.
A new view on reality,
Peace in a physical feeling.
......
In mountains high and rivers wide,
Nature speaks, no truth to hide.
It bends, it breaks, but it endures,
Through storms and rains, its heart secure.
Look to the earth, O soul of mine,
In its resilience, God’s grace shines.
A life of trials, yet peace it brings,
Nature whispers the wisdom of kings.
......
A reset on life, to start anew
To start clean.
A visible feeling of hope,
Happiness for days ahead.
Clean sheets, vacuumed rugs,
The smell of lavender, a fresh outdoor breeze.
A sense rare, but needed.
A new view on reality,
Peace in a physical feeling.
......
So happy to see blue skies again
Billowing whites floating along like cotton candy
Thick summer breeze blowing out smoke and haze
So happy to breathe easy once again
Sipping on margaritas - eating chips and guac
You looking so cute in faded red and blue
Conversation flowing as smoothly as tequila and lime
Punctuated by smiles and gentle laughter
We shared our stories, then strolled the trail
......
La fleur est rouge,
La fleur est bleue,
Et l’autre fleur est jaune…
Mais, qu’en est-il de la fleur qui a ne pas une couleur?
Est-ce qu’il est ne pas beau?
Ou ne pas bien pour les yeux?
TANT PIS.
Je m’en fiche,
......
Dawn came.
The sky shedding its dark color.
My mind is buzzing, my body aching.
Sudden overflow of endorphins.
I was determined to come back for more.
For I was inspired to peek underneath the cover.
And Into the soul
Of my warm blooded lover.
......