TouchAlone with my thoughts at the end of the dayI finish my tasksThen I go to bedAgain wondering: how long?Its been said that...human touchIs an important thingWe know all too wellOf those who harm with their touchSad and unfortunate, that.But I'm speaking to the gentler versionTenderness, affirmation, comfort, reassurance, thoughtfulness, LoveBring to my remembrance againHow thirsty I am for a touch of a handYea, though it is skin that you feelIt is my soul that you hold...Seeking to hide in my dreamsFor surcease from this droughtSleep does afford a light distractionBut it cannot fully keep out the reality
DisappearLaying in the midst of a green grass oceanWhite clouds floating byI think I could fall intoAll that blue...just fall away...Wildflower breezes cross my mindYou know the place of which I speakLong-shuttered doors now openedAncient cobwebs sway in the draftIts the place where afternoons goWhen the light recedes behind the pinesThe smell of old roses and spiceIn deserted cupboardsI think I could reach that place stillIf I followed the October windInto the woods, past the idle fieldsAnd beyond...till I disappear.
What If...What if we all came together one day?Come on, let's have fun!Let's run and let's play.And we'd play on forever tilThe next rainy day.Then we'd all be good sportsWith our rubber galoshesJumping in puddles making Splishes and Sploshes!Afternoon rolls aroundAnd we're suddenly sleepyFrom our head to our feetEntirely dreamySmooth snoring now rumblesAbout all the headsThen with drool on our pillowWake up laughing instead.Come now, my dear childrenAnd we shan't be too lateGet up and keep movingOut the back garden gate.
Thank you very much!!
it was a pleasure