Young people with future plans
Those make them tick
I hope there are no bans
That realization into intention may click



It’s not always possible to help a friend
Nor to receive help
The thought counts in the end
Before moving on for new help



Some doors open others close
I often say: the truth lies behind
A secret door many try to find
Always at the horizon it shows




I’ll go look what it’s all about
Do they say what I say?
Both big & small man fallen prey
To loan sharks’ shout


Jumped or pushed from a building
Life is full of startling questions
Some suffer severe depressions
Forensic police are investigating



Reblog: The Edge of Reason

Great painting, it says it all. @D

from small things

I awoke to near freezing temps this morning. I stood out in the cold waiting for my dogs to poop like the moron I am every day and even though I have had a dog for over 5 years now the misery of waiting for poop in the cold never gets better. Nor does my ability to train my little poodle princess to do her business alone. She just needs an audience or she’d rather  put her winkle poos all over my floors.

The good news is that I have new paintings. And I feel like doing more which is a feeling I haven’t had in a long while. Maybe it’s the sense that cold winter is coming and baking myself into a blob of useless couch matter is not the way I want to go…paint paint paint!

Happy Thursday, folks. After all Thursday is like Friday Jr. my  wiser…

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