No Longer Mine

There sure are alot of cars
I don’t remember that there
This place looks so different
I wonder why I care

I left so long ago
It’s been forever since then
I haven’t driven this stretch
Since I can’t remember when

The people look so different
There’s a foreign feel to the air
There’s no more sense of belonging
It almost seems unfair

Someone stole my childhood
The place of my happy youth
My place of safe boundaries
My world of truth

I drove by my house today
It looks so different now
I sat in my car in front of it
And felt so lost somehow

Through that window was my room
The other my brother’s
Then I moved down the hall
Closer to my mother and father’s

I looked with x-ray eyes
And I saw the narrow hallway
Leading to the living room
Where my brother and I used to play

I saw myself at the old computer
And on the couch watching t.v.
And under the dining table on the phone
Oh life then was truly easy

The backyard
The tree
The fence
The bees

The dirt
The clothesline
The garage door
The neighborhood feline

I saw it all
And then no more
And I drove away
Forevermore

Just A Little Rain

Photo by Alicia Ann @ ProjectAlicia.com

And the days aren’t always sunny

because we all need a little rain

to wash the mudstreaks from our face

and alleviate the pain

it gives a chance for us to cry

without anyone noticing

tears rush out like rain drops

and join the chorus of water falling

our vision becomes a blur

and we feel stuck in a mud flow

but then we remember

rain makes the flowers grow

it’s just a little rain

this is not the end

hold your head up high

spring will come again.

The Nighttime Dilemma

When daytime things go to rest
And this part of the world seems at ease
The nighttime things come to be

The crickets gently chirp an inviting tune
And I can hear the breeze through the trees
When daytime things cease to be

A diamond-filled black satin sky
Invite the moon to shine so beautifully
As the nighttime things come to be

I know I should be slumbering soon
And join the chorus ever dutifully
When daytime things cease to be

But the night is tugging at my heart
To step out into the adventurous dark
While the nighttime things come to be

So my dilemma comes ’round again
When daytime things cease to be
Should I sleep or dance along
As the nighttime things come to be

The Last Dance

One, two, three,  four
One,  two, three, four

Waltzing ‘cross the floor
Moving t’wards the door

Five, six, seven, eight
A heav’nly carriage waits

Eight, seven, six, five
I feel so alive

Four, three, two, one
Four, three, two, one

Alas, my life is done!

Linking up with awesome people at dVerse: Open Link Night #84
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