Where has time gone?
I wish I knew.
The years are very few.
Do you remember playing baseball?
Or hitting tennis balls over the net?
Do you recall basking in the sun?
Those were the best days of all.
And so it is Christmas time.
Another twelve months are gone.
Where are you this Christmas?
I believe you set off on another life.
When I look down at a blank page,
I see only white paper and no marks
It waits for my pen to create something
Like a poem or drawing in its final stage.
I walked along the beach in windy air.
My mind was lost in deep meditation.
I searched for better periods in my life.
Day by day I dream of other ways
I wish for the world to smile in peace
and solve the answers of world hunger
how I vision for a bigger and a brighter day?
Inch by inch the snow piles high
The land is blanketed white
Cold air shivers the inner space
There is no grass about of any trace.
It was the night before Christmas Eve,
And time to put the pine up in the living room.
My brother and I always took care of the tree.
Listen do you hear the music in the air?
It is everywhere
you can hear it in the birds, the wind, and the sea
Can you feel the rap it is all so free.