Hope in the wind

        One more ride. One more wave. Hold tight to
the rolling sounds of laughter. High and happy. Oh
did you hear the echoing down through the tunnels
of time?

         Yes me as a child. The holding onto hope as
though the wind stopped blowing forever. Ah yet
still all the wonder and curiosity find a home inside my
mind.

         The trickles of memories that are explored.
Giving over the silliness that trembles. Ah did you
want to experience those memories with me?
To travel down a lane long enough to etch into
mind a little longer.

        Hmm oh how peaceful all can be if I just close
my eyes. Simple how the mind can recall or eliminate
one image.

        Here my eyes close long enough to hear the
whispers of children singing songs and picking
flowers. All chasing and playing. Indeed the smiles
that open wide. Ahh. Loving the hope of a yes
somewhere down the road.

       Still so many opportunities that break free. I am
willing to listen and seek out the research needed
to find my place. So dear friend of mine, enjoy.

       Simply be love. Love all those around.