Thoughts count big, even to the pig. The pig never thinks he's pork, even after meeting the end of the fork.
Life hit me with a right hook, so I had to take a second look. That is after recovering from the knockout punch, for a long time it had me out to lunch. I didn't even have a hunch, that I was in a severe crunch.
I was knocking on heavens doors, with nothing but zero scores. There I was on the elevator, didn't even have a calculator. But it wasn't my time, eventually my whole life did sublime.
After leaving shaky ground, some love and joy came around. Then something hit me like a brick, next thing I know in came the trick. I really got furious, I was taking life too serious.
So I jumped off the scale, cancelled out hell. Put myself in heaven, for twenty-four seven. God may have other plans, regardless, it's what I think that grands.
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 .
Love Tinka
"Knockout"
Interesting and enjoyable...and yet true.
Thank you for sharing One,
From the Heart...
Cute poem, my friend!
Love,
CJ
Take care....
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling