Long day logged

        Perhaps the long day of work is better than
that of a short boring evening. Looking forward to the
stars as I come home tonight.

        Clearly all is produced well. Sitting here inhaling
the view of rain. Looking forward in my hopes of
splashing into puddles. Gaining a huge smile over
my face.

       Ah a nice tall glass of wine will be seated next to
my dinner tonight. A warming affair of pesto pasta
and a riesling. Hmm. Good indeed followed by a
tasty apple tart. Hmm indeed a creation for one.

       Oh my eyes brighten from soft, muted gray to
vibrant blue. Oh how the soul is soothed and the
spirit absorbs all the beauty of the cooling evening.

        Softly a giggle overcomes the senses as I prepare
for another four hours of secular work. YAY! No
sarcasm there whatsoever.

       So for my friends, my family that said prayers
for me I am ever grateful because Jehovah heard
and has pushed me into a positive motion.

       Also for a dear friend the beauty of copper
tones in forming of patina absolutely cannot wait for
a view. One day, maybe. Still hope for the view of
more stars in place.

      Once more a view of bottles galore. Cooking or
swallowing I hope all is responsible and enjoyed.

      Ah. A sigh in hopes I am outside sooner than
later. Here I go. Smile plastered on and kindness to
all. I say a silent prayer to Jehovah in hopes.

     So dear one enjoy your company, enjoy yourself.
Love and kindness flows. Joy oozes and time allows
a grand laughter to echo out of your lungs.

     One day a smile will be greet by baby blues. Until
patience has to stay there. One day you will wave
again.

     Holding onto my hopes. Soaring high in my dreams.
Yes one day soon.