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Off we go
on a free
writing spree.
Just write
the words,
so rapidly,
there's no
time to
rationalize or
decide if
acceptable prose,
no matter,
what's said,
this will
still be
a better
day of
joyful time.
Lost my
mind, sprang
out the
door to
nowhere here
and no
way we
can it's
idiocy at
it's finest
hour.

Rain continues falling
on the graying of the day.
Perhaps a glimpse of sunshine
will hold the clouds at bay.

Seek you not,
a journey to heaven.
For you only, a trip
to your Seven-Eleven

Orange, was the color
of the Sun which arose
from the Eastern sky.
Bright the reflection
from lake and pond.
Heaven air masses,
cloudless they were,
clear skies above.
The only thing missing,
was you my love.

Mystic nights,
a purple dawn,
one more day,
this land beyond
and then I
think of you.

Will you be there on the morrow?
Will you be there as my friend?
Will you help me, through my sorrow?
Will you stay here, until the end?

Tomorrow,
the day,
where our life
will change.
When she moves
to a Memory care,
facility.
No more the wife,
when I go to bed.
No one to greet me
at earliest light.
A visit to her,
every day,
at her new home,
where she will stay.
A lifetime of stories,
will soon go away,
as I search for a life,
in this messy array.
Thanking you all for
the assurance given.
I must find something,
if I am to keep living.

The time is now,
it was never when.
The time is now,
it's what we began.
A new day is coming,
it will change your life,
for the sum of yesterdays,
brings forth tomorrow's strife.

You are a lovely revelation,
I see it in your eyes.
You have changed my being,
I'm awed but not surprised.

Old are the days,
I am long in the tooth.
Age is the topic
of a misspent youth.

Look at your calendar,
count down the days.
How long have you
been stuck in this maze?

Taking two steps forward,
with three steps back,
you're losing momentum,
which is a fact.

We must make progress,
in this our lifetime.
Be the best solution,
and your life will entwine.

Forever were the Lillies,
growing near garden path.
Surrounded by Primrose blooms,
defying the Winters wrath.

When the sadness
and the darkness
attacks your life.
Stand firm, resist.
It is always darkest
before the storm.
Love will support you.
You will be re-born.