Who knew
That light
Could be
Uplighting the world
Around
Making the world
Another type of new
It’s what I know
And what I do
Who knew
That light
Could be
Uplighting the world
Around
Making the world
Another type of new
It’s what I know
And what I do
How can I help
A day gone by
With little to hope on
Little to look for
So today or tomorrow
I start again
With brand new hopes
For a better tomorrow
What goodness can
Be brought
From light to light
So I hope to bring
What I can
In a world that is
Wrought
With darkness
Within and without
For all is good
When the good is done
One act at a time
Not to late in the summer
Or in the early fall
The ladybugs come out
To be seen by all
Some polka dotted
Others red and yellow
The Ladybug Season
Is where the
Times change from
Summer solstice to winter
Nights
Ahead
Of what season is coming
Humdrum feelings
Deep in a tissue
In the mind
Of my moving brain
I have this overwhelming
Bitterness
But no pain
So to the nights of
Lackluster review
I move on
To try another view
Why such
Anger
In a bitter
Way of making
Life
Grey
From the onset
Of a beautiful day
So I resist
This bitterness
Today
And
Again
I have begged
Borrowed
But never stolen
What was not mine
To take
Ethics
Have long gone
From this world
But I do believe
In a world
That can be better
And create
It
Myself
Back against
The world
Is a telling story
Of what can be said
And what has to be withheld
So the moments
Of pressure
Must be spent
In focus on the goal
Not the swaying of
The masses
To and endless game
Of chance
The words
Fall out of the phrases
As the sun
Sets in the shade
Of a smoky night
In the place
Of water and land
It was all a part
Of a play
The moments passed
As the wind blew
Through the day
The memories we make
Are not to keep
But rather to hold
Close to our hearts
Throughout this crazy
Life
That we live