I'm assured life's bright, buoyant, and cheerful
I've received a confident, encouraged cheering
my expectant life is happy, hopeful, and merry
I'm idealistic, keeping the faith, and quite high
hoping I'm on top of the world upon cloud nine
a positive, promising, delightful ray of sunshine
my rose-colored cheeks staying sunny sanguine
I'm now and forever a big, rosy, trusting utopian
Thank-you, for giving baby donut
'tis well, a generous sign of peace
many years ago, now you said this
pray tell, say it once again for me
Tell me of beautiful things where you are
I can see them much better with symbols
script me Earth loves unconditional stars
inspiring poetical positives into thimbles
Tell me the tumblers are justice on wings
make promise of our Universe most good
write to me God's where a love bird sings,
triumph songs always end as they should
My legacy be poetries, I see that clearly here
writing them robustly, 'tis all I want my dear
A twist of fate now owns, each and every fear
new purposes be why, I shed ... tear
A lion squats and marks the trees
his spray scents in big proportion
A wild dog lifts and flags the poles
his show signals enclave extortion
A man squawks and hawks a loogie
his ego boasts dark self-importance
River has the most
beautiful eye color
I've ever witnessed
The hue's been cut
from strong cobalt
blue as galaxy seas
A genial, spiral star
born Dallas Huston
is alive in this lamp
My identical twin brothers college sweetheart,
a dear, kindhearted gal with a big, sweet smile
wed him, and had his baby girl in her early 20's
Daughter Jess didn't get much help from Mitch
but mom Darci did a nice job raising Jessica up
oh, my old sis-in-law still looks sexy in a bikini
Saw your sweet, shy smiles
flicking as a comedy movie
River plays a huge part too
he acts magnificently goofy
I've been to all of those places,
lived in them, knew every local
how'd so many yucky rednecks
get into blue Stated California?
Funny thing is they didn't come
these ignoramuses were settled
came here in big west migration
ugly rainbows sans a pot-o-gold
One more before I hit the road
well maybe another right after
trekking up life's poetical path
optimistically seeking laughter
Now three many before I depart
young pen pally sonnet masters
unlimited upside's calling home
inner piece is a rhyming disaster
Yes I'm your proper family
surely feels that way to me
I miss you both as longings
amidst icy autumn's breeze
The sentiment's not painful
more a pang of frozen angst
reminiscence of your beings
Pon my memory's riverbank
