Joys and pains, love and hate, goats and sheep, donkeys in the herds, heads to count. Over the decades, over the years, life is lessons, bumps in the road, mountains to climb, on the road again. Love, lights, lessons, dances on the sands of time, in and out of the here and now.
My compliments for such creativity. How will you celebrate this Easter? Retired North County male here. One line no name, age, retired from what, what the fuck, you are more than that , right? Lawyer, doctor, sailer, surfer, papers to push, planes to fly, trucks to drive, men and monsters, faces in the shadows, ways to bring the out the gold. Bring out the silver, bring out the horses under the hoods, ways to leave the sadness, the hurt, the anger behind. Road trip, staying home, got the food, got the candy, got the cake, and have the ice cream, just need to pick up the house. Who knows, it could be a big day, and the sunday drive is where it is at.
Peacocks are out, the males are trying to find a moment to heat with a hen or two on 1200 aceas in Carlsbad, or check out the fish at sea world, burning trees, daily event , all the time, some days are better, and some days are just good.
Battles And Wars Won: Life Is A Beach, A Mountain, A Song To Sing: In the end we are all alone, moments lost over time, dances on the sands of time.