(under) Moonbeams

Winter 2011

Under Moonbeams

On Top of a dream

and under moonbeams

a glimmer of hope

gleamed and poked

it’s head out,

smiling,

it’s kite

a-glidin’

one night of peace

and love

and giggles

the plight,

a team

that screams and wiggles

on top of spaghetti

and

covered in cheese

lived a young lady

whose job was to please

She gave a hug

and then a Squeeze

the night so much fun

like bacon loves grease

A chatter of

laughter

a cackling paradise

of madness

and

guffawing surprises

happiness is freedom

give-away dreams

that inspire change.

Innovation

always change…

“amazing”

my thoughts rearrange

my life a kaleidoscope

of reality deranged