3 AM Pancakes I’ve grown so accustomed to you being there I can no longer sleep when you’re not In fact, here I am with my 3 AM pancakes Alone and unable to sleep It’s funny that years of sleeping alone So normal and now…
Tag: Jill Halasz
Stolen Heart – Hour Twenty-Three
Stolen Heart I have stolen the heart there within you You were likely saving it for somebody better Forgive me, but I do not regret it It is something I hold very dear And I do not plan on returning
Toddler – Hour Twenty-Two
Toddler She loved three things alone: Peanut butter, cheeseburgers And chocolate milk She dislikes three: Vegetables, clean up And bedtime And she’s just like me
Homecoming – Hour Twenty-One
Homecoming As angelic lights summon me home I am welcomed by those that I love No more am I destined to roam While my solace comes from above I am welcomed by those that I love Their warmth brings incredible ease While my solace comes…
Destination Unknown – Hour Twenty
Destination Unknown I hopped in the car, destination unknown I had no direction in view I took off in the morning, for a break from the chaos But where I was headed, no clue Many choices before me – Air, land or sea And whether…
Storm – Hour Nineteen
Storm Salty air blows around in circles The breeze picks up seaweed from sand The current reacts to the gusts By crashing to the shore Seafoam swirls the rocks Shells dig in deep Safe from harm Black clouds Storm
Lost in Oblivion – Hour Eighteen
Lost in Oblivion This digital age has become an undoing Of communication and of common sense Whole words whittled down to mete fragments of lingo And at youthful minds own expense The kids of today have lost their direction Eyes deeply buried into their phones…
Life Passes Quickly – Hour Seventeen
Life Passes Quickly Life passes so quickly So try not to blink For as sure as you do Time shall fly in a wink One moment, a baby A newborn of need Then blink, now a graduate Ready to succeed Life passes so quickly Where…
I’m One with the Shore – Hour Sixteen
I’m One with the Shore I am most at peace when I’m one with the shore Whether swimming or fishing Or there I find great release When I open the door To letting nature take the lead I’m one with the shore With a chair…
Moving On – Hour Fifteen
Moving On We will never see eye to eye Our differences too great It makes no sense to question why It would make us irate It may be sad; we may have tried But it’s just not worth our troubles We’re better off our separate…