love the moment

We are alone Especially in crowds But even in small gatherings Solitude may come The illusion begins early Breast milk is addictive I believe "hide and seek" is More than a game The tragedy of adolescence Is the complete insanity of Together Sex, drugs, rock&roll Are not the only Altered states Ring around the rosies Pocket full of posies Oh, the wisdom of innocence The young have yet To embrace the lie And ignore the obvious Ashes, ashes We all fall down dg 1/21/14 Sent from my iPad

I have heard it said that Death is final As if the living would know I believe that There is always hope Always light No matter how dim is its shining A man I know died today His last hours were a struggle A mother I know Stopped living years ago Though many believe her To be alive still But what is living What is dying Are they singular states Or something less clear Hate is final Quitting is final Everything else Is always open to negotiation dg 2/8/14 Sent from my iPad