abruptly awake
abruptly awake
a deep rumble overhead
visiting boomers
abruptly awake
a deep rumble overhead
visiting boomers
into the nightside
that most shady of places
reluctantly drawn
the air is not quiet
being still in the darkness
early morning rain
dawning of the spring
the scent of flowers adrift
a world made anew
an old friend well met
to talk. laugh and share of them
the taste of delight
signs of history
written in the sands of time
wherein lies the truth
it's that day in march
so don't get my irish up
there will be guinness
crispness in the air
as the spring day fades to night
a bird floats away
of the simple joys
delight in a child's laughter
sit back and enjoy
within the day's rush
life pauses for espresso
searching for meaning