Find the time to follow your heart
what’s the holdup, why delayYour future awaits your arrival
no more excuses, why not todayWho or what do you want to be
how far would you like to goRefuse to believe it’s impossible
unless you try, you’ll never knowSee it, be it, dream it, do it
who can…
I never asked for your praise when I succeeded,
or your ever present “constructive” criticism when I did not
I never expected you to understand or approve of my world
we were light years apart, yet in some ways so terribly much the same
I certainly never begged for your assistance
with anything…
I’ve been trying all week to write my (effit I quit ) semi-retirement from Tumblr Letter. NO, there is absolutely nothing wrong with Tumblr, I just haven’t had the energy to put into it for a while now. Believe it or not, I actually feel guilty about not taking the time to support (and yes that…
She calls because she’s
bored
horny
wasted
depressed
frightened
broke
in trouble
did I mention horny
while I love hearing the sound of her voice each time she calls
I can’t help but wish that just once, she’d call becauseshe cared
She calls because she’s
bored
horny
wasted
depressed
frightened
broke
in trouble
did I mention horny
while I love hearing the sound of her voice each time she calls
I can’t help but wish that just once, she’d call becauseshe cared
It’s all too clear, I had it wrong
I dreamt a dream of you and meIn vain I planned and tried to share
a life our eyes would never seeI will not weep for foolish dreams
as nothing real was truly lostAll the same, it stings to watch
my heart’s desire cruelly tossedLove goes not often as we planned
such is the way of mice and menThough today the dream has died
I know one day I’ll dream again
The bald spot is expanding day by day
my curly black hair has long turned grey
it’s my birthday, I’m less than excited
I don’t like crowds, so no one’s invited
I’m too old for parties, cakes and crap
and my favorite activity is taking a nap
if I should cry, may I borrow a shoulder
tomorrow means only another year older
I must now say farewell to saying I’m 53
54 what the hell, happy birthday to me
Happy Birthday Dad, Much Love & Respect always
You’re my beauty, you’re my grace
my heart, my breath, my healing fire
what we share is precious and rare
and you truly are my one desireA life to surpass my wildest dreams
in you I’ve found that love is true
every question has been answered
I’ve learned all I want from life is you
