I was in love and the stars at night seemed to shine a little brighter
there was nothing left to do but close my eyes and dream of moonbeams
the sunset now history was pure gold in spirit if not color
I went out for a walk this evening and didn’t see a soul; it was glorious!
there’s a boil water alert tonight, so I’m sticking to straight scotch
there’s a time for drinking and a time for serious drinking; tonight was the latter
october was coming and as I looked at the leaves on the maple tree outside the window
all I could think of was their impending death
the leaves would soon be laid out on slabs of asphalt and on the ground
with no family members to mourn
I think some days we all wanna feel blue at least a little while and this made me blue
bluer than blue - darker than dark - sadder than sad
It was fall now and that chill in the wind confirmed summer had packed up and left town
it caught the last train, the last plane, out of town to come back in 8 or 9 months ready or not
winter is foreboding to some souls, rejuvenating to some
the next day, I drove into the mountains that were looking very distinguished
painted in gray with a splash of snow
overlooks of splendor and wonder
I saw a brown dog wandering through the wilderness of the state park
he didn’t seem to care where he was going; we had much in common
I crossed an old wooden bridge spanning a lazy sprawling river
that lazy river works hard to be that way; it goes the extra mile
I was cold and alone and I couldn’t of been happier
there is happiness in the world if you know where to look for it and today I found it
