Gray Skies

Amazing how a song can take you back to the exact moment in time as if that moment were current within our thoughts. "Don't let the sun catch you crying." Memories lock in moments and music replays them. The 1960's were an interesting time period for music. The times were becoming restless and music seemed to reflect that change.
Somehow whether we do it as a means of survival or to cushion the heartache we have a tendency to float upon the good moments. Music has always been an extremely important part of our lives. From listening to singing at holidays and more the music brings it all back to life. Occasionally touching on a sad moment , romance and joy.
The anniversary of my sisters one year since her death has just passed and though she was a troubled soul , I remember the child who danced in the rain and sang. Saying goodbye to so many family members hasn't gotten any easier, but just as a child is born someone passes away. This passage all a part of life. There is something about family that becomes the unspoken rule. Mostly because as children you live it together that you don't necessarily have to review it outloud.
I took the day off and with the skies over head a bit cloudy, I slept in a little too long and was in a lazy state of do nothing. Which always give me way to much time to think.

The child within us lives
through memories of long ago,
revealing our yesterdays
like seasons that won't let go.

Tears hidden behind the eyes
of all the stories locked inside,
from heartache to happiness
chapters within the mind.

Day by day the chapters
are recorded to time
a moment of yesterday
leaves behind a rhyme.

Jumping in a puddle
raindrops on the tongue,
scarey movies at night
an unconditional love.

Can't replace it
nor let it go,
but turning the page
writing as we go.

Gray Skies... with sunshine hidden behind.

Whispers or shouting
my heart is just the same,
with words of love
each and every day.

Songs of happiness and glee
as gaze unto the heavens
and once more starts
the beginning of my dreams.

~

As if the weather
was crying with rain,
a blanket of darkness
blankets the day.

Weeping for a stranger
and all the hearts in plea,
the loss they are feeling
brings us to our knees.

Can't change yesterday
today is almost lost
but I am betting on tomorrow
that is all we truly got.

The trees stand in silence
the birds have gone away
and here in the moment
it's the heart that speaks
in its own way.

Whispers of passion
for you and you alone,
as I sings softly
let the wind send to
you my love.

Let it heal your heart
make the day feel anew,
give you that something
special, like you have
given too.

~
I didn't see faces
but hearts did appear,
with stories of woes
their hearts they shared.

I felt that something
when souls cross
and I hope they know
that all is not lost.

Our passage on earth
but a limited time
and though we don't
get it we leave behind
a rhyme.

Sorrow and heartache
for all to see
but they need remember
they leave a memory.

Woven like a colorful cloth,
tightly knitted but very soft,
that is the friendship that we share
when two hearts start to care.