i hate to turn melancholy!
but sometimes when i see
a crescent moon on the horizon
certain tears fill me up
my mind stretched as rubber
bouncing to and fro
from endless summers of when
my innocence was pure of self
so i question meaning no more!
my smile disguised the pain
to me life’s not really that difficult
it’s the blessings received
and the gift of time i enjoy!
Peace and blessings!
Silver Lakes!