One eve’ning silent as the sea,

My father sang the song

Of Hiawatha,

To the swelling rhythm

of the Gryllidae;

At a point— I do declare—

So fleeting as the Gryllidae;

When all was quiet

In the poor man’s way;

Then I played on mossy

Sodden logs;

Garb in faded carrhartt;

thin and boney

As the leafless birch;

So I ran shoeless and singing;

Shouting in the graces of the sun

The song of Hiawatha...

There’s something about the gentle breeze that grazes my skin,

The skittering leaves that move through the wind,

And the smiling sun softly warming me up,

That takes me back to the good times.

The times when family was just a door away,

When hot showers could last all day,

And having a meal simply required a walk down the stairs.

But these refreshing times in the great outdoors,

Also remind me t...

In a trailer park, among the trees,

Honeysuckle scent drifting on the breeze.

Childhood days, forever cherished,

In memories, they've never perished.

Running wild, under the sun's warm glow,

On the trampoline, we'd bounce and go.

Water hose fights, laughter in the air,

Simpler times, no worry or care.

Climbing trees, with sandwiches in tow,

Daddy's ponytail, his rock CDs would flow.

Picnic baske...

I can’t drive down Main Street

Without passing our shadows.

Fragmented figures of fiction

Who carry on carelessly,

Tripping over their ignorance,

Forgetting to be wary of time,

Thinking they will run readily

Into the past - soon enough.

Instead, they linger - lively and luminous,

Leering and choking on their laughter,

While I gaze on longingly,

Wishing to steal their moments away.

And to be so na...

Waking up early in the morning to watch cartoons

Getting ready for school

Watching commercials about toys and products we want

Playing outside all day using our imagination

No phones, no social media, just having fun

Life back then was fun and less stressful

Now we’re adults and life isn’t as fun as it once was when we were children

I’d do anything to go back to that time...

Feeling nostalgic

for a childhood I never had

A feeling of belonging

That was always out of grasp

Feeling homesick

For a place I've never been

Maybe I'll get there someday

If someone lets me in

Feeling lovesick

For a love that wasn't true

Feeling guilty

When I had nothing left to do

Feeling lonely

But I push everyone away

Feeling hopeless

But waiting for better days...

Take me back to the better days,

Those where I would play outside all day.

I miss the feeling of having no stress,

Now I feel like my life is a mess,

Waking up everyday to a melodic song in play.

I can never imagine a better type of day,

My younger self was always feeling her best,

With pure feelings of euphoria and inner happiness....

Dear Lululemon

Why are your clothes so expensive?

118 bucks for a scuba?

It’s comfortable sure,

But I heard the dupes were good too

And your align leggings

What’s so good about those?

That you have to drain everyone’s savings

You seem quite successful already

So why don’t you cut the price down

Like, a lot

Because I could really use more athletic wear

And I see you too Dior

That lip oil

Is so tin...

Dear Rosie,

Thank you

I can never thank you enough

You gave up so much for me

You gave up everything for me

I love you so much

So

So

Much

I will do anything

And everything

For you

You and your sweet smile

Your bubbly personality

Your happiness

You are amazing

I'm here for you

I love you...

I wish I was born in the eighties

When life was more relaxed

Nothing was uptight and crazy

And kids just played with knickknacks

I wish I was born in the eighties

When no one had a phone

Or mobile devices

We were simply on our own!

I wish I was born in the eighties

When kids would play ‘till the night

Yeah, sure, there was less safety

But at least we really lived our lives

I wish I was born in ...