
First day you brought joy,
Sweet child of the universe,
Your last day sorrow.
In between fun times
Mixed with mischief and good deeds,
Crushed to see you go.

First day you brought joy,
Sweet child of the universe,
Your last day sorrow.
In between fun times
Mixed with mischief and good deeds,
Crushed to see you go.

Inevitable,
The Reaper comes to say, Yo,
It’s time to go.
Irreversible,
Here one day, the next the last,
The presence now passed.
Unconditional,
No do-overs or returns,
This means permanence.

High-fivin’ feline,
Connection with affection,
Cuteness in progress.

Sweetest spot of the week,
Akin to reaching Mt. Everest’s peak,
The day to kickstart the wind down,
Easing the daily grind and work frown,
Anticipating two days of leisure,
Respite from deadlines and pressure,
Whichever day of the week that day may be,
Friday is what I dub thee.
That day has come to mean
The beginning of the beguine*.

Source: dictionary.com
Boléro (Ravel) – André Rieu:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LwLABSm0yYc

Image: C Mac
Adieu, 2020,
Farewell, good-bye,
Good riddance to you!
Bienvenido, 2021,
Be kind, be well,
Make us love you . . .
[Listen to the brief but uplifting song below by Cabana Boy Q.]
Lyrics to X’mas 2020 (the song above):

A fast-paced thriller,
André Rieu’s YouTube shows,
Mushroom, cheese pizza.


Tonight’s specialty,
Guarded by Jack O. Lantern;
Stop by the doorstep.
Pinched, red-rimmed eyeballs,
Gazing, rolling, spell-binding,
There for the picking.
Pluck one and pop it,
Genuine Halloween treat,
Feel the squishy lens.


Rolling ocean waves;
Sure way to serenity
With a seagull’s call.
Writing or reading —
Which desire to give into?
Torn between pages.

Image: Pixabay

Feet on sand,
Sun on skin,
Eyes on sky,
Ocean spray on hair,
Summer is here to stay
Only for this weekend and one more day.
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