This day at a stand still, almost like an ice chill, a need for a nice thrill. Thrill I am inking, in my mind I must be thinking. Thoughts turn too action, bring on a feel of satisfaction.
Think I'll shoot for the stars, try reaching the planet Mars. Zoom around Venus, so quick the aliens seen us. Rest in the milky way, move on with my day.
Would you like to swing on a star, travel anywhere in your car? Or would you rather be sunbeam, go anywhere a mind can dream? There's a thrill in this writing, the possibilities are sure exciting.
Some days are like that. There are times when one would really love to do something really exciting. You've said it well in this verse. Guess that's why you like writing. Writing is a recording of those exciting dreams. Great verse.
A touching, loving and spirtual insight of the dying process, filled with peace, smiles and starting on their journey, taking me with them as far as I could go, returning back with something I didn't have before. Will be out early in 2010..on Kindle
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D