Believing

I follow thee into the mist.
Leaving behind the cold.
Believing.
Soaring thru the shadows old.
Breaking the ropes that have bound.
Believing.
Not hearing a sound.
Thru the mist I see.
Believing.
Looking for thee.
Searching for others who have gone before.
Believing.
No one hears, I don’t cry anymore.
I am with thee.
Believing.

Laughter is my Love

I love to laugh. And anyone who makes me laugh, I love. The laugh I have is not one of those little laughs. My Laugh is loud and hearty. It leaves no room of doubt that I loved what I just witnessed or heard. People seem to be able to pull me into their world of comedy and I am thoroughly entertained, no matter where I am at or what the subject is. If it is funny, I love it.
I have a great group of friends, (thespians) that love to entertain, and anything they do, whether it is on stage, or at a party (like the one I attended last night), they do it with such ease, and grace. They know how to live.
I want to thank my friends for being my friends. For entertaining me and others with your wit, your hilarious side splitting antics. For allowing me to laugh my hearty laugh, and giving me some of my most cherished memories. I love you all.

Lost in my Head

Thoughts jammed in.
Ideas pouring through.
Can't seem to find the way.
Lost in a sea of memories.

Pre Conceived Notions.

Do not judge a person on what you see on the outside.
Always look deep into the soul and see the richness that lies inside.
Get to know them.
Do not pass them by because they don’t quite fit into your “Ideal World”
Do not shun them because they are different from you.
Do not put them down, because they do not think as you.
Get to know them.
Look out of your “Ideal World”….and Grow.