Sunday

Sunday’s calm and peaceful mood relieves me. Tired and worn from the weeks busy demands, Sunday is like walking on a soft carpet or hugging a warm clean blanket close as dreams dance in my sleepy head knowing there is time No rush It’s Sunday

The Desert

Lifeless drops of a vague memory, On a bed of stillness Desolate, empty, dry Eden’s flowered oasis A mirage Strong, powerful thunderbird glides far above and away They brought you to me but you didn’t recognize me Love is beyond words