Writing

It's funny.

It’s really funny.

This is not something that should be in control of the federal government.

And

It’s not. 

The sun sets. 

A stunning watercolor effect paints the sky beautiful warm colors. 

A last hurrah before disappearing over the horizon. 

Then, 

there is moonrise. 

And eating cherries in the morning, I think about Icarus 

Young, Golden, Brilliant Boy 

So overcome by the freedom 

So overcome by the ecstasy of it all 

The one person who gets me without trying

We share our secrets and fears

The family I never knew I needed

The love of my life because I know they'll never leave me

I am great and tall,

bushy and fast,

orange with swirls of yellow and white. 

I am a fox.

I run in the forest with my furry friends.

my tail bouncing,

I'm never letting go of you

it's too late

there's special love I've never felt

and I'm feeling it

secure in your arms

happy with your hand in mine and our faces pressed together