One day they woke up
hanging by a thread.
They married so young
now wondered what they did.
One day they woke up
hanging by a thread.
They married so young
now wondered what they did.
There’s an ebb and flow,
a give and take.
Sometimes your heart is full,
sometimes it breaks
and so you hold on.
“The Queen is coming,
she is coming here!
Get ready. Be prepared,”
the townspeople did cheer.
And come she did.
The Queen did come.
“Hey there dark cloud,
why did you take my sun away?
I don’t want to see you,
I don’t want to see you today.”
We are all soldiers
fighting, fighting in the night
with war comes scars and
some are visible while others
are hidden from sight.
I am in the mood for a good storm.
The kind that forces you to catch your breath
and quicken your pulse a little bit.
Let the clouds gather
the thunder roll
the lightning strike (but not too close)
the hail beat down.
It’s an odd pair
the playful pup
that spends time
with the tiger cub.