Monday, May 20, 2013
One Moon-Lit Night 2010 or 2011
                                                          On one moon-lit night
                                                          The Indian maidens danced
                                                          By the fire.
                                                          The maidens were borne
                                                          Into different worlds.
                                                          Each their own.
                                                          And they said: each person
                                                          Has their dreams; each per- 
                                                          son has their own hopes.
                                                          Never two completely alike.
                                                          Each person in little ways
                                                          Try to make their dreams come true.
                                                          Whether hidden or made 
                                                          Known. Much experience 
                                                          Makes a person right.
                                                          The Indians have not always
                                                          Had plenty, and are not
                                                          Known to wrong.
                                                          They danced on into the
                                                          Moon-lit mystical night.
                                                                                   To The Indians 
                                                     
Monday, April 29, 2013
Balance 10-4-12
                                My life's getting better.
                                I'm triumphing.
                                Joy is visiting me again.
                                I often meet with happiness.
                                I hafta say thanks.
                                God is good.
                                Someday, someday,
                                I think I'll be really good.
                                I think I'll see
                                A lot of good things.
                                For now some art project
                                Happily awaits my hand.
                                                                                
                             
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