A road for a ride

      The interests of the echoes sadly place a sorrow
overtop the overwhelming joy. Such downplay is the
emotional ride.

      Still the positive in the whole light in a passing is
the joy of life to continue. To pursue standing tall
with Jehovah's help.

     All the words mean something, somewhere. Still
a time where choking was current. The holding,
clinging to an old memory.

    Oh picking up and moving is the best to motive
to search for. Sitting in a sorry whirlwind does nothing.
Motions must come about.

    Oh how a story stirs me. Stirs the mind to fall to
a place that someone else experienced. Ah nicely
pulled.

    Distance that follows. Yes the eyes fill with the
joy. Knowing I have Jehovah in my times of need.
Family, friends too. Hmm. Such love that enfolds me.

    No loss in a soft whisper that lifts. One that
pushes me to newer levels. Anyhow I can climb I will.

    Sunshine beams a warm glow over pale shoulders,
a freckled button nose and darkening blue eyes. A
smile opens wide across my rosy lips. Do you see?

    My stunning purples sending thee giggles flying
all over the area. One by one the copper strands
find a way to run loose.

   Hmm still I find myself smiling wider still. So here
I am singing a tune. Such delight that tears me
away from the emotions of a preview. Thankful that
I did not fall.

   So dear friend smile with me. Breathe the cool air
and enjoy your time with yourself or with company.

   Silly me I am still giggling.