Devilish pranks,

Or childish smiles.

I wonder which face, ...

When answers,

Do not arrive,

I need time, ...

When my thoughts,

For no reason at all,

Splash everywhere, ...

I know my day,

Is not so bad,

When I actually see a bird, ...

Some days,

It is not the chirping,

Of early morning birds, ...

Some problems,

Can seem daunting,

At first glance....

Happiness comes,

In many shapes and forms.

One need only look outside, ...

Cloudy days,

Filled with doubt.

When the sun hides, ...

Last summer I travelled,

To a new homeland.

An out of the way place, ...

Many years ago,

I learned,

That eyes don’t lie. ...

Searching for a way,

To escape irrational thoughts.

Those baseless feelings, ...

It takes quite little,

To make someone smile.

Just a pen, ...

Not every battle,

Is worth the fight.

Once in a while, ...

Sometimes,

Life lessons are drawn,

On old crumbling walls. ...

That which stands,

Close at hand,

Tends to distract. ...

Our local library,

Is rather small.

Hidden in a quiet corner, ...

Some create,

As others collect.

At day’s end,...

There are days,

I envy flowers.

They aren’t bothered, ...

Some bared legs,

Get cars to stop,

While others, ...

As the days pass,

I too,

Am open only, ...