Posted by
John on Saturday, June 28, 2008 9:14:45 AM
"The world is your oyster
go outside and play."
(I just couldn't tell her
I don't know the games)
My heart is too burdened
but, "That just will not do!
You must try to be happy;
think orange, not blue."
She can't see the beauty
in dark ocean, salt breeze
the start of a question
that no one else sees
bending far away out
into nothing, beyond
where the ocean meets sunrise
the answer is gone
to the query she put to me
moments ago
for now I am high up
where once I was low