Oh, How I Love Your Kisses

 Every night you kiss me

And every morning you do the same

It is something I look forward to

It is part of love's sweet game

Your kisses are so sweet

They start my day just right

Your kisses are the perfect way

To have a perfect day

And to welcome every night

Oh, how I love your kisses . . .

There You Go Again . . . Walking Through My Mind

 There you go again

Walking through my mind

And with my mind I follow you

As through my heart you wind

You are in my every thought

You are in my every dream

Always there both night and day

Always there . . .

And there you go, again . . .

Over and Over Again I Fall in Love with You

 Every time I look at you

I fall in love again

It happens each and every time

When I look at you

Every time . . .

Falling in love with you

Over and over again

A Needed Nap and Off to Dreamland

 Tired, but not retired

I think I need a nap

I have a funny feeling

Kind of feeling like crap

I want to close the door

And shut off all the lights

Then close my eyes

For at least a little while

Just the thought of it

Well, it really makes me smile

But there is so very much to do

Yet, I feel so very tired

Too tired to even tie my shoes

So, I finally close the door

And shut off all the lights

Then I close my eyes

Beginning my so wanted nap

And . . .Off to dreamland I go

My Life's Treasures

 I am so very blessed

My life has been blessed

Blessed way beyond all earthly measure

Considering my life

I can't say I am just lucky

I consider myself blessed

And the blessings are my life's treasure

Another Beautiful Day

 Another beautiful day

It is good to be alive

Alive and breathing

Alive and kicking

Can it get much better?

And of course it can . . .

Perceptions play a role

As do attitudes

Perceptions and attitudes

Help to make the day beautiful

And there is so much more to say

But I'll save that all for later

because I am  going out to play!

How Do We Live Our last Day?

There is always another day

But is there really another day?

What if this "is" the last day?

And the last day of what?

The last day to pay bills?

The last day of vacation?

The last day of work?

The last day to see a sunrise?

Or a sunset?

The last day to see a loved one?

Or tell a loved one they are loved . . .

Maybe each should be lived to its fullest

As though it is the very last day

And if we did how would we live each day of our lives?

I Love My Life

 Life with . . .

And life without

Life can be crazy

There isn't a doubt

Life all alone

Isn't much fun

A solitary life

Is a life that I shun

I love life

It is the life I have

I love my life . . .

Without . . .

 Lost, but not lost

Alive, but not living

Not dead, but dying

Laughing, yet crying

Not doing anything

Not even trying

And so goes my life

Not going a all

Life in a freefall 

After a long stall

My life without . . .