A sky has to be tickled by the star’s keys to harmonize,
It doesn’t need a glass to hold any part of it in solitaire.

Is anything really more than a wonder, but all to see,
Apart from it started of something even more wonderful.

Laugh lines fed upon joy; moment of tears going nowhere,
Dreams of the heart to be filled; hidden in a form of a life.

If what you seen and liked had not changed,
Would you always wonder why it hadn’t;
That it should, only then something new.

Fear will have, the loosing effect of it’s own without love,
Trusting in God’s love, the feeling defends the hope.

Can’t paint a picture that everyone will smile to,
As well as money can’t buy a life perfect to any.

Timing has more reasons that lead us to something,
We’ll say, “But why then,” and the future holdings crash,
Love may not change it, but it’s just as free too.

©2008, Ron Globe