Balls in Air Games: Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few.
Gifts for the tall dragons, wizards with space and time, gifts for the mature, gifts for the retired giants, understanding men to date for the true colors of love and hate. Love and hate the horns of a goat, happy and gay with the laughs, happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the great. What a great day for new plans, what a great day for the fun and games, what a great day for the saints and the sinners. Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, just like me and posses to locate today.
Back on the beach strangers to friends, balls in the air, games on the beach. Witty, charming, and wise brown chocolate babe one of many women, in shape and jumping for trips by boat, planes, trains. Good times, the best is yet to come, the time of our lives, to dance on the beach. After the rat races, horse and pony shows, trades for dollars done. Retired, mature, 420 connected, house located to hear roars of the ocean, wits and smarts still intact, giants over 6 feet, requested to fit standards set. Tree growers, and blue dreams blowing in the winds.
Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few.
Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, just like me and posses to locate today.
Gifts given are gifts shared, happy and gay are the people that give more, and take less, for the pots of gold, with colored hairs, and the blue dreams to smoke on the land and the seas. Turning the pages in the books of life that you read, live and share, is happiness, and it is all about the joy and peace that you share. So what if you are not the first person to call to share the good news of a new birth, so what if you are hairless and fat as a cow, heaven or hell is where you live daily. State of minds have a lot to do with what gets you down.
Sticks and stones will hurt you more than tweets, tales, and blogs written about how great and wonderful you are. So what? Mistakes were made, and no corrections were done. Nothing happen worth writing about for the hurt, wounded, and close to dead girlfriends, that had different views on truthfulness and honesty. Words to live by for the kids that do not grow up, they just get older, the young at heart. Statements made by the clothes that you wear tell a story about you daily. What is the story, you clothes say about you?
It would depend on a lot of factors, if you are the kind of person to wear wings with your clothes ever. Would you dress like a fairy with wings to go to the dentist? Would you dress as a lion to tell a story about the green state of your life? Kids would. Old people and grown-ups would not. Haters and cheaters would not, faux friends would talk about your mental state, and shake their heads, and try not to laugh at the statement of life as a bee with wings. Happy and gay is the lifestyle of the kids at heart. Sex is sex and is the same with the lights out, male or female have the same needs and desires, with the lights out.
With the lights on, you get labels, to tell you state of sex for a sport, or sex for a job, and sex for a suggest to the old farts. Not here today to throw names and numbers out for the sinners and the saints, in the hills of Riverside in California. Here today to turn the pages on to bigger and better fields of grass, for the animals that roam on the open ranges. Happy and gay, sunny and bright, friends, family and foes, to sing and dance the nights away. Happiness, peace and joy, gifts for the others with everything money can buy, how about a little sunshine today?
Wigs, kosher or not, gifts from the gods, joy and happiness is the exchange needed to erase the hurt, pain, and anger for the pictures of the animals up at bat. Funny stories to laugh at yourself never learned, stall up tall and say that is right, I am so different now. New story, new day, new season of joy and pain, jumps for joy for the forgiveness requested and received. Never done, why not given with gifts of repair, before the new year?
Gifts to share to repost the bumps in roads, with the lessons learned.
ReplyDeleteTo teach, to learn, to share the joys and pains, to write the stories of chances taken to bring lights on these matters. Sad and blue about the lack of growth. Same stories, different dazes, life on the beach, in a dated RV alone. Sad for the frogs kissed for the chance to change, windows always open, to flip the coins to brighter dazes. Paths not taken, the high roads, hands out to help a frog or a fish, get on the ships of dreams.