Middle Of The Road

Middle Of The Road

I have traveled so many roads

In so many different lands

And in more worlds than I can count

There is always so much to see

So many travel as I do

Some walk down the right side of the road

Some walk down the left

All they see is what’s right beside them

But, I have never been like them

I never stray from the center line

That way I can see both sides of the road

The good sides and the bad

And I always feel safe

Because I know the world better than the others

Your Fairy Land

Your Fairy Land

Walk with me

Stroll down a medieval street

Flowers covering a stone home

Their scents filling the air

Even if you wear your jeans and tee

As long as you hold my hand

And I can see your beautiful smile

You will always be milady

Wearing the finest dress ever made

As you walk through a real fairy land

So Many Voices

So Many Voices

So many voices

All screaming

Sharing their ideas

Some are good

Some are bad

Some are just stupid

But they all still shout

So many voices together

Yet they scream separately

There are no words of unity

No one can hear anything

All the ideas jumble together

Making no sense at all

So, stand alone

Make your point with wisdom

And do not yell

Someone will listen

And something will be done

Your Light

Your Light

I know one thing

My love for you will never end

And I know that no matter where I am

You will never allow me to be lost

I will always know my way home

All I must do is look into the sky

And look for the light of your heart

It will always lead me home

And into your arms

Right where I belong

I Will Wait

I Will Wait

I know that I will not wait forever

I will wait for an eternity

No matter how cold it gets

The time of night is not important

I know that as long as I wait

There will be a single minute

I will see you walking down the path

And even if it has been decades

Please remember that I will at that bench

Waiting and watching for you

Just to tell you that I love you

A Reason For Cuteness

A Reason For Cuteness

God made babies cute

And he did it for a reason

The bright eyes

The sweet innocent smile

And the rosy cheeks

They are all a plot

He knew His babies would scream

Would poop and pee all over everything

They would throw up on our best clothes

And spit their food in our faces

But He made them cute

So we could forgive them

We’d smile and say that they are cute

No matter what they did

Then we could go to OUR rooms

To thank God for making them so damn cute

And to dream about the day when they have a child

And it turns out the same way they did

Just as cute so they will stay out of trouble

At least until they become two years old

And then watch out!

Sincerely Yours

Sincerely Yours

I have said it so often

Maybe too often

But it was the right way to end a letter

At least that is what I was told

Sincerely yours never really meant anything

They were just two words above my name

We met a while ago

Both rushing to catch a plane

You gave me your address and asked me to write

Letter after letter passed between us

Each time we got closer

Until one day when I wrote ‘sincerely yours’

It was no longer just an end to a letter

I wrote it as a promise to you

A promise to be sincerely yours forever and a day

A Speck Of Dust

A Speck Of Dust

I have some news for you

We all know what you think

You are the center of the universe

A special blessed being

The only one who matters

But we all know better

You are not the center of the universe

You are not the center of the galaxy

You are not the center of the solar system

You are not even the center of our planet

What you are is an insignificant speck of dust

Floating on another piece of dust

Swinging around a burning piece of dust

Which floats around with other pieces of dust

Your ego created a universe around you

But to the rest of us

We have something to tell you

You are a speck of dust like the rest of us

No better and no worse

Drifter

Drifter

By R.e. Taylor

You call me a drifter

I think I am an explorer

Even though I may never leave my country

I travel looking for new lands

New cities, villages and towns

Each with their own cultures

Their own traditions

And sometimes their own language

But no matter where I roam

Or what I may see

Wherever I am when the sun sets

For that night

That will be home to me

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