What is it all about?
I mean think about it.
What are the ups and
Downs
That pass through us?
And all that glitter,
Hanging on up there
Billions and billions (Carl Sagan accent) of little lights.?
What is it all about?
I mean think about it.
What are the ups and
Downs
That pass through us?
And all that glitter,
Hanging on up there
Billions and billions (Carl Sagan accent) of little lights.?
Bright Yellow trumpets,
playing the song of spring,
A morning kiss,
A bed of hope
is spread out
under the sun.
The morning broke the silence,
reflecting the sun’s light
into the darkness
putting the shadows on the run,
as it shines through the blinds;
and exposes the flowers outside the window.
We woke to birds singing
outside the window,
and a woodpecker
tapping bugs out of the siding.
Flowers know all the best gossip,
The Birds and the Bees.
Pass it on.
Roses are beautiful,
Sensual,
And bitchy.
If you’re not careful.
They’ll hurt ya.
cause you to bleed.
And it quickly turns to voice mail.
Wondering.
How much the stamps cost
to send my voice to you?