Touched my heart when I was sleeping.
Kept the death lights from creeping.
Now tears like of joy i am weeping.
But sadly you are sleeping.
~Midday words as the tired grabs my head and heart. I don’t like what the future brings i had eyes on a much brighter spring. Tickets book for May day, hotel, car and flight. Soon life will change forever and yet more of my life will fade into a forgotten past. Ageing is so strange on my good days behind my eyes i feel so free and young. A childs mind free and full of love and this broken body natures cruel joke.
Much love and light.
“A life in progress.”