Playtime is anytime
and anytime is playtime.
Playing isn't a crime,
unless you're broke
and don't have a dime.
Then you better T C B,
hit the J O B.
Pork of the pig,
beef of the cow,
saying my blessings
and I'm eating it now.
Suns shinning bright,
I'm going get some
play in before night.
Even when the night come,
I'm still going to play some.
Playing in the morning,
playing in the evening,
playing at supper time,
for me playtime,
can be anytime.
Playing right now writing,
because
I find it exciting.
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D