This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.
The very first time I heard a voice Was like a sweetness of honey to me All of those years in utter silence Dissapeared in that moment of my idiosyncrasy Life had been full but not as robust The miracle that rests in my ear Things will never be the same again Or seem as the way they appear I can finally hear my mothers voice And know how laughter sounds The barking of my dog who sleeps at my feet Ideas jump now In leaps and bounds The banshee of my dreams has fled Never to return My life is mine to live and love To give back to all due return
He's the rabbit in the sky Looking for a carrot Scurrying by on a wisp of wind Last week I thought I saw him hiding Behind a cloud that looked like a tree Before I knew it the cloud changed It became a flying dragon My elusive hare became his tail Off in the distance was a carrot cloud The rabbit had been on its trail But the walrus cloud got it instead And fled towards the open sky
