A lovely day
quiet and peaceful 
just me and 
my little loves 
that dance playfully 
creating the shadows 
of my mind 
tickling me so 
and teasing heart
with the promises 
of pure happiness 
this is the 
best kind of 
life my love 

I love lights
at night and 
in the morning 
when it’s dark 
switching them on
and feeling home
there’s a warmth
to lights a
comfort that says 
you’re welcome here 

The gas station is 
so is the burger 
place the coffee shop
to all three up
lights on and ready 
to do for those 
unable to at home 
cars pull up people 
get out just zombies 
sleep walking through life 

I haven’t looked at
night in a while 
not that it changes 
as much as reminds
life it seems goes
on even while others 
sleep and slowly rise 
dawn always brings hope 
for coffee at least 
or tea I suppose 
but who drinks tea 

The days stretch 
now to weeks
maybe to months 
before seconds became 
minutes became hours 
and hours into 
days and days 
into nights and 
we were someone 
but just when 
we learned how 
to dance the
hour glass ran
out of precious 
sand and we 
became a calendar 
and a calamity