out of hiding.. for a good reason...
I'm out of my self-induced hiding for a good reason, for now.
I'd like to take this chance... to say goodbye to someone.
A hippy, a tree hugger; a dancer, singer.. A mother, a lover - a definite fighter (and if you knew her, that's one you'd NEVER have to question.)
Crackshot with a gun, and I hear no mean shot with a baseball bat..
May the days ahead be filled with, not tears or worry, but smiles from those who love and miss you.
Remembrances of your life with them that will always cause them a smile, even if their eyes water.
The little things that will always call out "Lisa" to them all.
To Lisa -
May the vermouth always be tasty, the vodka the best.
May you finally get to go deep sea diving now that exploding is no longer an issue. *smiles*
May you always have a full glass, a ready smile, good music, and shoes perfect to dance in.
A closet full of long skirts and loose blouses - peasant style, I believe is what you liked?
The absence of scars, the appearance of beauty forever - because those who knew you knew you were beautiful, even if you didn't always think so.
Always may you have just the right bathing suit; a straw hat for the beach; a sari or sarong to flow around your legs in the breeze; cool water to swim, and someone you cherish by your side.
*smiles* The chinese fish and ponds that stretch forver, for you to idly run yuor hands across the water pensively, eyes lit up, drink in hand, ready smile always.
May what us here for you now.. be exactly what you knew would be there.
And maybe one day.. if I'm lucky... I'll finally be able to sit down and have that drink with you I never could seem to choke down here.
When some people die, the world really does become a bit darker; a bit colder.
Lucky be those who get to enjoy these warmths when they go to the next place, and sorry we who have to feel the spots left behind. BUT. Lucky we who know that one day.. we can be in that warmth again.
I wish you peace, happiness, love, excitment, adventure, and cute men with tight tushes, Lisa. Plenty of guns, weapons galore, and enough smiles to wrap around any world you choose.
Happy trails.
I'd like to take this chance... to say goodbye to someone.
A hippy, a tree hugger; a dancer, singer.. A mother, a lover - a definite fighter (and if you knew her, that's one you'd NEVER have to question.)
Crackshot with a gun, and I hear no mean shot with a baseball bat..
May the days ahead be filled with, not tears or worry, but smiles from those who love and miss you.
Remembrances of your life with them that will always cause them a smile, even if their eyes water.
The little things that will always call out "Lisa" to them all.
To Lisa -
May the vermouth always be tasty, the vodka the best.
May you finally get to go deep sea diving now that exploding is no longer an issue. *smiles*
May you always have a full glass, a ready smile, good music, and shoes perfect to dance in.
A closet full of long skirts and loose blouses - peasant style, I believe is what you liked?
The absence of scars, the appearance of beauty forever - because those who knew you knew you were beautiful, even if you didn't always think so.
Always may you have just the right bathing suit; a straw hat for the beach; a sari or sarong to flow around your legs in the breeze; cool water to swim, and someone you cherish by your side.
*smiles* The chinese fish and ponds that stretch forver, for you to idly run yuor hands across the water pensively, eyes lit up, drink in hand, ready smile always.
May what us here for you now.. be exactly what you knew would be there.
And maybe one day.. if I'm lucky... I'll finally be able to sit down and have that drink with you I never could seem to choke down here.
When some people die, the world really does become a bit darker; a bit colder.
Lucky be those who get to enjoy these warmths when they go to the next place, and sorry we who have to feel the spots left behind. BUT. Lucky we who know that one day.. we can be in that warmth again.
I wish you peace, happiness, love, excitment, adventure, and cute men with tight tushes, Lisa. Plenty of guns, weapons galore, and enough smiles to wrap around any world you choose.
Happy trails.