The primrose spreads her leaves to the sun.
In the light, she begins to grow.
She bides her time in her little pot
for an end to cold winter’s snow.
The primrose spreads her leaves to the sun.
In the light, she begins to grow.
She bides her time in her little pot
for an end to cold winter’s snow.
Words are real. There they are.
One cannot hit “Undo.”
One might as well be careful
that the words one speaks are true.
Once words are said, they can’t be changed,
e’en though you change your mind.
So, when you’re uttering your words…
you might as well be kind.
Each day I light a candle.
It’s one thing I can do.
It burns for folks throughout the world.
It burns for me and you.
I hear a little lullaby.
Its song is sweet and true.
I hear a lullaby of love.
It’s a lullaby for you.
Where-ever I go, you’ll be with me,
in sunshine, and in sorrow.
You’re with me in my heart today,
and you’ll still be here tomorrow.
My world’s awash with Passwords.
They tumble from the sky.
They’re like buzzing, angry hornets
who just will not let me by.
I can’t log in to anything
unless I break, then stop.
They want another password…
like a grumpy traffic cop.
My devices want another one.
It’s just too much to cope.
I hate: “Forgot your password?”
I’m running out of hope.
My kitties like their breakfast.
Like to sleep. Like to eat.
Just a little taste of kibble
makes their kitty lives complete.
No one has the answers
for the questions of the heart.
The most important things to know…
we only know in part.
They say it may be easing up.
There may be hope ahead.
There may be fewer who get sick.
There may be fewer dead.
They say that things could settle down.
We won’t be COVID free,
but, if the burden’s lighter…
then it sounds quite good to me.
I need a sympathetic heart.
I need some understanding.
I need some quiet for my soul.
I need life less demanding.
I need to find more hope ahead.
I need to see more kindness.
I need to see a gentler world
where light and love can find us.
I need to know there’s purpose
in the daily things I do.
I need to laugh. I need to play.
I need these things. Don’t you?