It might look like things are at their darkest.
Makes picking up your burdens and trying again seems pointless.
Perhaps even preposterous.
Oh, don’t lose faith in yourself.
So many things are doable once you put your mind to it.
Strive to find little successes and chain them in a row.
It matters seeing those breadcrumbs of progress.
Believe that you can climb out of the dark depths.
Lift yourself one bit at a time.
Eventually you will feel the sun of triumph on your face.
Everything evolved to be so different as he grew older and wiser
Little things became huge, the huge things became so small
Every wrinkle in his face captured memories that witnessed a lifetime
Perhaps his reputation was that of a mild mannered servant
However he had sharp, hard tusks that had seen more than one battle
And he had the girth and stature to use them effectively
Not that most of his adversaries tried, and those that did
They usually ended up being trampled underfoot.
So that was the moment he pulled out the engagement ring.
That caught her off guard. She wasn’t ready yet, but was that her doubt talking?
Only here was the large diamond breaking the light into rainbows in her face.
Now was when she had to make the big decision, not later. What should she do?
Eventually that became the bedrock of the rest of her life.
She cuddled up in my arms
Obscuring my face with her long hair
For a second I thought I would complain
Then I realized what I had and my heart grew…
Burst forth from a cocoon of protective smothering
Lift your face to feel the warmth of the sun
Open yourself to those around you
Only then will you reach your full potential
Making the world more beautiful because of who you are
Purchasing the young horse was his first problem
Oh, and then there was finding a stable for it to live
Not even calculating the costs of feeding, veterinary help, and riding lessons
Yet the look on his six-year-old son’s face made it all worth it
Coloring her face to hide the emotions inside
Leaving a smile prominently painted in place
Outside she was the embodiment of extroverted entertainment
When the party was over she would sit alone in her car and cry
No one knew that the joke was on them
The drops of water slowly rolled down her face
Eventually falling to the dirt below
And yet neither her, nor that patch of earth, were quenched
Reality was that both needed more
She emptied herself trying though.
Luscious ruby red pucker
It called to him to get close
Perhaps to brush her with his
Still, he kept his distance
The idea of that oily makeup on his face
It kind of freaked him out
Couldn’t she wash it off
Keeping everything perfectly natural
The sand blew across the beach, stinging Ray’s face
Roaring waves ran themselves onto the shore
Everything screamed pirate to him
And to think the chest could be buried right below his feet
So many years ago his grandfather had hinted about this very place
Under the tropical sun, Ray was finally ready to prove the old man right
Reaching for his shovel he began to dig, looking for the possible riches
Eventually Grandpa laughed, picking Ray up and carrying him into the surf