Monday, March 24, 2008

Happy is Happy

The kiss of morning the sweetness of your lips,
wonderful and caring, each moment with you
is love filled bliss.
Wakening to dreams that you create, your the
leading actor and I your loving mate.
Children in the sandbox, teenagers in the park,
a couple of lovers watching the flight of the skylark.
A king in his castle, the queen by his side, forever
after our heart and souls entwine.

I wake up next to you and I carry you inside,
your my everything, this I won't deny.
La la la sing with me la la la in spring time.
La la la take this dance, la la la right now your mine.

Judy Garland - Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Once Upon A December

Mary Poppins - Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

lol ..

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

All I Do Is Dream of You!

morning, noon and night time too... is dream of you.

Monday, March 17, 2008

You and I

The way it's been, you and I, blue skies and star lit nights and I'm right beside you. The way it's been, you and I, turn around and I find you've been right here with me. Some may say and others do, but its true there's no one like you.


You are wonderful to me,
when everyone packed their
bags to leave.
You hear the words when my lips
don't move and understand my
two left shoes.
You sing so beautiful with me, even
if we're both a little off key.
You make me feel like a queen and
the arms of dreams you really are
my king.
You no how to escape, turning on the
sun and putting a smile on my face.
You are in every dream, running in
fields of fantasy.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Golden rays of sun

Images of spring flowers and butterflies in a field and a hand to hand stroll through warm grains of sand . A kaleidoscope of color from the golden rays of sun, to the blue atop the mountain and the waters of a crystal run.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

You are wonderful!

Your strength guides me over troubled waters, your love comforts and the magic of your friendship supersedes all expectations of a dream come true.
A morning kiss, a daily giggle,a celebration of life, the angels bugle...hand and hand from early morn surfaces high through every storm.
Each day reveals more and more the beauty of friendship, for at my weakest moment I turned to you and felt the true meaning of love.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

It's one of those days that I have to think of the words I have written for so many on death. Mixed emotions surface as I try to understand my own grief over the passing of my father. Initially I reminded myself that he lived a long life but that was of no consolation as feelings of guilt, that I might not have done enough or never had the chance to say goodbye.
There was a distance between us, he was a troubled soul who never truly found the freedom that he so desired. A feeling of sickness that I had not expected has touched me, the man who taught me to love music, to play baseball, to listen and to think and most of all in his most troubling moments he taught me compassion, this man has left this earth.
My tears are simply of not being able to say goodbye to the first person who guided and protected me the best he to you father rest peacefully, as your spirit is caught blowing in the wind.

Thursday, March 6, 2008


Only two shall meet

on the clouds of love,

two hearts,

two souls,

one dream,
forevers embrace.

A Dream Come True

A Dream come true is a morning shared with you,
frying a fresh egg or running through a field of corn
under skies of blue.
A fantasy is to wake up in your arms, whispering the
words of a self written love song.
Everyday brings something special like a well written
play, as long as your with me will cast the gray skies
A dream come true is a lifetime with you, sharing
the magic from my heart to you.
A fantasy is to bring you breakfast in bed and stay
through midnight in the arms of my best friend.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Here I can be ten

I can dance in your arms , I can laugh and sing the day away. I can dream of you all night long and when I awake I am right where I your heart.