On Missed Sleep
My mind is a pile
Of licorice bites,
A wink and a smile
And pretty red lights.
The rain on the street
Is happy and cool;
I'm light on my feet
And liable to drool.
Praise God for the times
Things click in your head
And everything rhymes,
Then get off to bed.
An Observation
I post the most
When sad or glad
And seldom in between.
I rhyme in time
With smiles and trials
(Or sometimes just caffeine).
A Song of Mourning for Missed Opportunities
My
Spirograph is sold!
I should have been more bold!
Alas! my halls
And empty walls
A Biff will never hold!
...Continued
He seems to know
What makes me go.
On Profound Connections With Strangers
I love
this guy.
He makes me sigh.
On Slow Learners
Methinks
These linksRing true,
Don't you?