Business Trip

The full moon rises,
Glistening like a fresh silver dollar
As Mother Earth lets off steam
And unbuttons her stifling collar
To feel the breeze of the Sun’s departure.

Eagerly I wait at the window
For my moon to come home,
So I can feel the breeze of his sigh
As he sits on his leathery black throne
And watches me with contentment from on high.

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Blessed Are Those

Blessed are those
Ambitions, tempered with reality
Expectations reined in
Happiness just a step away

A Bad Habit

A Bad Habit

I know how bad it can be

To have big expectations.

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Today we’re given a blank page
Towards the completion
In our book of life, 2015

Let us ponder the possibilities…