Dearest Sequoia,
Tell me that you are happy,
That joy is the key,
In your daily music, with –
Laughter as the melody.
Dearest Sequoia,
Tell me that you are happy,
That joy is the key,
In your daily music, with –
Laughter as the melody.
Breakfast is the best
Surely lunch is delicious
And dinner divine
But dippy eggs and bacon
Shall always be the bees knees
Exhaustion greets me,
At the gate that is our home,
You meet me grinning,
Arms ready for a long hug,
The best welcome home ever.
A golden greeting
Giving way to gray-blue
Patched white here and there
Only illuminated
When kissed goodnight, not goodbye
With your chocolate eyes
And your velvet good morning
My breath was caught so
Immediate and thorough
That surprise was my reply
Oh San Francisco!
I fell in and out of love
With you by my side.
My silent constant sidekick,
In this thing I call My Life!
I have loved the thing
You so passionately hate
With every fiber
Of my being, I will stand
For a world where we can love.
She’s skinny dipping,
Unashamed. Of her pale skin,
Luna jumps right in!
Splashing through the Milky Way,
“Floating stars come out and play?”
This forest knows us,
And the games we play below.
Empty oak branches,
No longer obscure the view.
Our laughter, pauses mid-sigh.
White wondrous world,
Above the horizon line,
Tell us a tall tale,
Of an ocean so somber,
It brings you to silver tears.