Humming out loud...

When life has baked your cake,
remember to lick
the bits of icing
it left in the bowl.


(just another version of the poem/thoughts
in the previous post)

Eyes wide open...

not all will be well
sometimes or always
some things or one thing.
but enough
sometimes
some days
to smile with graceful
and grateful heart
to dance with
joyful soul.