sum poems and thoughts and good sayings full of wholesome corn
a slight t smile , turns and walks away to Styx's Show Me the Way , into the dusky light wearin the t cote down the dusty roads out to Colorado and back down to the swampy stream across the road from the camper where paulie has FF8 set up and asks me to hit the buttons fer the summon moves and we walk away playing friz-golf as i die lying on crackers at the ole Jersey shore in a sandcastle me and my dad built with a sunlit bright t smile
trailing on the river winds and waiting for the Holy to Show Me the Way,
everyone has their own time and own destineys, own beautys that sprout up from the shrouded pine leaves as u hide from the car lights of bad ideas only towards ur mind as u see them, seeking what u wish as what wish is what desides your destiney, you can have that forest, you just need the way to be shown down your own path to the old piano keys encrusted within time and the old maidens fingers that lied once apon them as she then hands them down to u in a bright glorias arua of melodies and light cascading onto the rooftop of ur old hopewell hous curled up as a little girl back in ur bottum drawer with the micky blankie, the beuaty thats always been there
"Every night i say a prayer in the hopes that theres a heaven,,,."
Doing what you love is freedom,
Loving what you do is happiness,