Perfect Days

Perfect days are meant To be bottled and saved Uncorked and savored On less-perfect days On days that need brightening In every way They will bless us with colors That with us will stay To uplift our spirits On those less-perfect days

Where the Butterflies Fly

Down in the valley Where the butterflies fly The vibe is easygoing Nobody asks why Why are we here? Where are we going? What’s it all mean? Are the answers worth knowing? No questions No answers No wasted breath given As the butterflies fly It’s the good life They’re livin’

Golden Years

Will you run with me Through wildflowers And lay carefree Upon waves and sand? Will you walk with me Down unbeaten paths And help me navigate Through untamed storms? Will you sit with me Hand-in-hand And watch the sunset Paint the horizon Golden Over and over Today and tomorrow Until its glow Perfectly matches The… Read More Golden Years

Drift Away

They went to the ocean To watch the waves To let their memories Drift away To the far corners Where earth meets air To a place where dreams Are theirs to share Like pearls plucked As priceless treasures From a sea of endless Possibility