The window’s blinds remain closed closed as folks stroll by, oblivious oblivious to the darkness darkness deeper than sight, though though, sight alone suggests flickering flickering of a hope so minute minute enough to miss its presence presence of mind to see its strength strength required to step forward forward at a time of endless challenges challenges with painful, steady grips grips leaving no room for faith faith, however, lies within that flicker of hope
My older sister loved Elvis, so that’s how I learned about him and his music. On April 25, 1976, he performed at the Long Beach Arena, and my sister, her husband, my parents, and I went to the concert. I was 15 years old and truly in love with him. Who cares about a 26-year age difference. 🙂 I wasn’t one of his screaming fans, though. I simply wanted to hear him sing. I wanted to hear the depth and richness of his voice.
I’m grateful to have seen him in concert, but remembering the songs such as, “My Way” with the opening line of, “And now the end is near” is chilling, to say the least, since he passed away a year later. He lived longer than many musicians, yet, still died way too soon. He was the King of Rock ‘n Roll, and is still a legend to this day – even 41 years after his death.
This song that I’ve chosen, “If I Can Dream” was powerful back then, but the lyrics still resonate to present time…
“If I Can Dream”
There must be lights burning brighter somewhere Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue If I can dream of a better land Where all my brothers walk hand in hand Tell me why, oh why, oh why can’t my dream come true?
There must be peace and understanding sometime Strong winds of promise that will blow away all the doubt and fear If I can dream of a warmer sun Where hope keeps shining on everyone Tell me why, oh why, oh why won’t that sun appear?
We’re lost in a cloud with too much rain We’re trapped in a world that’s troubled with pain But as long as a man has the strength to dream He can redeem his soul and fly
Deep in my heart there’s a trembling question Still I am sure that the answer’s gonna come somehow Out there in the dark, there’s a beckoning candle And while I can think, While I can talk While I can stand, While I can walk While I can dream, Please let my dream come true… right now Let it come true right now Oh, yeah
WHATEVER WE DO IN OUR LIVES, KEEP ON DREAMIN’ – WATCHING FOR THAT BECKONING CANDLE!
Inspiration is always needed, so I’m sharing this beautiful Haiku by Eric. He is the Haiku King, so please give his blog a visit if you’re not already following him. 🙂
Before my life began, your light
was growing dim.
You were going to Heaven. I wish you
didn’t have to leave because I never got
to meet you. I miss
you so much. I wish
we could’ve read and
played together. I wish I could’ve held your hand while we took a walk together… I can’t see your bright
smile that daddy told
me about or your pretty
brown eyes. I can’t hear
your voice, either, but I
know you’re my Angel in the skies. Sometimes, I want to visit Heaven just to tell you, “I Love You.”
(These thoughts are in memory of my
mother-in-law, Diane, who passed away in January 1991 – written from my young
daughter’s perspective, who was born later that same year. Of course, Diane never met our son, either, who was born four years later. And even though that was a long time ago, it still breaks our hearts that she never knew her grandchildren.) ❤
Sunny California is finally sunny again with warmer temps on their way. Our son flew home on Saturday, following the end of his political science internship in DC. He wanted to be home for my birthday (Sunday), and what better gift than to have both of my children home. My excitement to see him couldn’t be put into words. Then to have the four of us together again was awesome! And the awesomeness continues for the week before he returns to college for his final quarter. Yes, then graduation in June. More celebrating! 🎉
The picture below was taken on the speaker’s balcony of the capitol.
My heart was full from all the birthday wishes from family and friends, but this year, I wanted a celebration with just my husband and children. It was a great family day with lots of surprises and carrot cake (my fave) to top of the day. I made my wish, so we shall see. I’m also not shy about sharing my age. I’m simply grateful to be alive to celebrate each new year.
Thirty-nine again!
And with the seasons changing, I wrote a sequel to my previous poem and post, A Cup of Spring.
Scene Change
Mr. Winter bows as the curtain gently falls His mood is melancholy
yet, he understands Miss Spring adjusts her petals, poised with grace, for the welcoming applause Hats off to her glow and
the warmth she evokes
I hope you’re applauding Miss Spring’s arrival, too, and I’ll end with some wise words that you’ve probably heard before… “Life is full of give and take. Give thanks, and take nothing for granted.“ ❤ 🌻 🌼 ❤
Miss Spring sips her tea as we anticipate her arrival. She says, “Be patient, for soon I will bring you colors so pleasing and new life, delightful. But first, Mr. Winter must finish acting out his scene.
Baydreamer Writes ~ Lauren Scott, Author & Poet 