Good morning all! Nice words there Mayor, and words do live on after we utter them. I just wished our political types remembered that a bit more often!
Sunrise sets pearl and rose in place
as across the morning sky they race
Until the sun lifts its sleepy grace
and we feel the touch upon our face
Lonely Lords
High above the tree line the stars hold sway
The Lords of the sky when King Sun is away
The Moon, the Chamberlain of the night
Over shines all that falls within its sight
They all gaze down upon we poor mortals here
So filled with our indecision and heart’s fear
Unmoved by rages or the silent prayers unheard
Hopes and dreams et free to fly like a little bird
In their lofty positions they are bemused of us
Seeing no reason for our endless seeming fuss
And we hold them as if nobles of houses great
As if they had a single thing to do with our fate
Unaware how lonely each of them is so far away
Their arrogance but a shell for spirits worn fey
So distant in the depth of endless empty space
Strewn like jewels across a veil of gossamer lace
What they’d give to be mortal but for a single day
And know of love and the depth of emotion’s play
If our politicians actually did this world would be a much better place.