Archive for May, 2022

I hear the beat when nothing is around.
Can’t help but imitating life’s unusual sound.
I would gladly show anyone what I have found
The tempo changes come from underground.

It’s not a pattern if it doesn’t flow.
Soon watch your feet and hands begin moving from fast to slow.
No way to see it if you don’t already know
But stand still long enough you will feel it grow.

The first thing I learned was how to snap.
Didn’t take me long ‘til I had the knack.
Walkin down the street or wakin’ from a nap,
My life has always been a musical soundtrack.

From the solid ground comes a roar like thunder.
I can never wake from the spell I am under.
Once I can open my eyes they are full of wonder
Let’s escape this world that has been plundered.

From there everything comes into play.
Someone writes a musical out of the things you say.
I would like to think we could leave it for another day
But you and I know it will never go away.

The first thing I learned was how to snap.
Didn’t take me long ‘til I had the knack.
Walkin down the street or wakin’ from a nap,
My life has always been a really long soundtrack.

If I walk out in my yard and stand at just the right place I can get a fairly clear shot of the hawk’s nest.

Once I got as close as I can get and focused in I can see that there are two babies in the nest. So it looks like they had twins.

I took a bunch of pictures as they are so cute even if far away. I will not post them all of course, but there are still a ton.

When we started there wasn’t much.
Hand-me-downs and used furniture were better than the nothing we had.
So many odds and ends and things we didn’t really need
But it was “Good Enough”.

Nothing went smooth, some pretty rough.
Cars breaking down on the way to work and no money to get it fixed.
Opportunities we missed cause I couldn’t afford enough gas.
But we did “Good Enough”.

Slowly we could save for simple stuff.
Little things here and there for a smile – something delicious or pretty.
The children got something even when there was nothing to give.
And we felt “Good Enough”.

The next decade wasn’t so tough.
Most things happened so fast even now I can’t remember it all.
Friends come and go while family is always too far away
I hope its “Good Enough”.

And in an instant it became insanely clear;
Our plans and efforts weren’t Good Enough.
At the time when the end of the road is near
It turns out nothing we did was “Good Enough”.

When we started there wasn’t much.
Hand-me-downs and used furniture were better than the nothing we had.
So many odds and ends and things we didn’t really need
But it was “Good Enough”.

And in an instant it became insanely clear;
Our plans and efforts weren’t Good Enough.
At the time when the end of the road is near
It turns out nothing we did was “Good Enough”.