"WE"

"WE"

We walk, we talk, we see.

We feel, we sing, we play.

We think we saw each other.

We have friends, we have no friends.

We have people in our lives that are here.

We have people in our lives that stay.

We have people in our lives that go.

We have people in our lives that are flaky,

Like last year's biscuits, they flake off and then

They harden into pastry without any taste.

The honey they once said they had now filled with nothing.

We live life, we pray to our creator, we must sustain our lives

Here on Earth.

The light of truth,

The light of the creator,

Others are they,

Who are they?

My world is my own.

My world is not for facades.

My world is not for fakers who discard,

Who gossip and carry on about their own

Perfections and make do

About the hilarious

Precociousness of others.

They swallow, they look around bragging.

They are the ones, they are they.

They are on top.

Who is on the bottom of

Their investments,

They're who they are others are they?

The Rose is a picture of beauty.

The rose is a picture of thorns,

That underwrite the climb to the top,

To smell the roses.

Roses are a part of life,

Not just a part of a woman.

We must get stuck by a few thorns before

We smell the beauty of the scent of

The Rose.

Art is a part of life.

Art is culture. Art is a life form

Of increasing possibilities,

But sometimes life is characterized by thorny characters,

Of people who are the thorns.

We must overcome the thorns and the obstacles

That try to succumb to our very existence.

There are people who discriminate.

There are people who just do not care one way or another.

There are people who put others down to make themselves look better.

There are people and there are others who care.

There are big liars, there are truth makers,

There are others.

I believe in the universe, our creator, to help, to create.

To create life, art forms that exist in my life

And if someone else wants to tear me apart,

FORGET ABOUT IT!

"A ROSE IS RED"

A Rose in bloom

Is likened to our love,

Green grass, white seagulls,

The blue sea rushing against the shore.

The Rose in bloom,

See our love forever more.

A Rose in bloom

Is likened to our love,

Green grass, snow topped mountains,

The blue sea, the white seagulls,

The Rose in bloom

Is likened to our love,

Spreading petals outreached,

Blessed in each other's love

From the universe omnipotent and

The heavens above.

"FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND"

Raindrops sprinkle the land

As I look into your eyes

And out across the sparkling blue ocean.

I think of our lives

And how, as of now they

Have become intertwined.

You look into my eyes,

You tell me you want to get so deeply

inside of me,

To see my secrets and

What I am thinking of

As we make

Footprints in the sand upon this mountainous land,

Footprints that are here today,

But tomorrow they will be gone,

Gone away into the deep dark blue ocean.

The breakers undulate towards the shore.

Our footprints, we see, behind,

Why can't we keep this moment together?

Our lives are intertwined today.

Our souls have met as one.

Thank you for the dream come true,

Of our footprints so deeply ingrained into

The sand,

I'll always love you.