When you’re in your life as the Player,
Participant bold, not naysayer;
Do look out for you,
Do what you need to,
By on-ing or off-ing some layer.
The care that you take for the fitting
Of clothing in which you’ll be sitting,
May take you some time.
So, find what is fine,
Then you can keep riding, not quitting.
You do have a story worth telling,
The stories of “flops,” or excelling.
How DID you get there?
It IS worth the share.
Shared stories are very compelling.
Picture what you want from this new year.
Is there some adventure, some frontier?
Some dream to please you,
Each step is your clue.
And as you approach, it becomes clear.
What in your life sparks your gratitude?
And makes it real, not a platitude?
For me it’s a way
Of viewing the day,
With Light, a more positive attitude.
The season can hold what is jolly,
Or hold all that old melancholy.
Note what is made Bright
With love and with Light.
Care, woven midst baubles and holly.
As I note this day called Thanksgiving,
My mind slides along with reliving,
Times smiling and glad.
Times heavy and sad.
Gratitude, with joy and forgiving.
An aspect that comes in Deep Sharing,
From words of one’s truth, no comparing—
Connection, so real.
Knowing that we’ll
Hold our shared time as “trust-bearing.”
If I really listen sincerely
I can get your message quite clearly.
Hearing exactly,
Not just abstractly
The real one; not one that is “nearly.”
Such great joy came out of a short trip—
Connections and beauty could outstrip
Some fancified plan,
Though of a short span—
The time spent was really quite “blue chip.”
It really is fun to have play time!
Right now I am thinking it is prime
To laugh and to play.
That sparks up my day.
Provides me with Fun and this right rhyme.
Available water is so nice!
Our hydrating option … iced twice, thrice.
With frost on the ground,
When shivers abound,
My preference is water with no ice.