Sad li’l Zei Li’l goonda Zei Li’l kooky Zei Li’l blah Zei Li’l “Look at me, I’m a scooty model!” Zei Happy li’l Zei Really happy li’l Zei Really, really “I’m so happy I could dance, because it’s my birthday” li’l Zei To my li’l muse, It’s funny how you’ve walked into my life and made a place there… like you’ve always belonged! I pray you always be happy, and that you always have your sense of innocence and gay abandon. ...
Shout to the Lord, all the earth, let us sing Power and majesty, praise to the King Mountains bow down and the seas will roar At the sound of Your name I sing for joy at the work of Your hands Forever I’ll love You, forever I’ll stand Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.
Enjoying her cuppa …
in death it had a certain beauty that almost matched it’s life silhouette upon a sunlit canvas varicose veins across the sky it’s gnarled and craggy fingers forking tributaries unto high clawing, reaching, fighting for width, for space, for height spreading, searching, writhing in a twisted wave goodbye – adapted from Dead Wood by sidewalk smudge