May! Queen of blossoms,
And fulfilling flowers,
With what pretty music
Shall we charm the hours?
Wilt thou have pipe and reed,
Blown in the open mead?
Or to the lute give heed
In the green bowers?
Make A Difference (Even If They Don’t Like It!)
In the light of morning I see my world and delight,
another chance to make mischief and smiles abound.
So my friends take a moment or two and gather round,
and let us shrug off the lassitude of the passing of night.
I give you coffee to sip and gossip to share among us,
and news of things beyond our small island of life.
Let us explore and expand our limits of joy and strife,
as the networks fill us with negative news and we cuss.
Then I shall juggle the salt and pepper and two small cats,
and you will laugh and the moment of darkness pass.
Then we shall take the day with a brighter smile, my lass,
and a spring in our step under some funny excuse for a hat.
Take delight in the day and be free to be a happy fool,
your humor spreads like oil on water, calming scowls.
Be of good cheer and share it with those irritated bowels,
you know the ones, sitting in the next cube, corporate tools.
Soaring Feather,
... has Bent Feather decided to change her name or are you the thread host now? It has been quite awhile since I have been here. Computer troubles and then got out of the habit of spending time here on Free Republic.