Be careful what you dream about; it may come about:

But life is an experience

Each day it's own

Hugs and smiles

Then all is fine

The future knows.

Good stuff into reality.

The high road is somewhere

The low road is nowhere

Mysteries exist anyways.

There is a nonsense that prides itself into language...

But the joke is the truth.

Drink is for pleasure and sleep perhaps for joy.

And a thinking mind is peace though some would not say.

Sometimes a coward is the brave one.

Good things come to those who are lucky.

What lies behind us can be lies.

Memory can be tricky unfortunately.

Greatness is far away

Just a flood of magic came

Lilacs bloom

As street lamps illuminated

Thoughts of you

Things going to happen

Pink clouds

 Fog goes

I breath in the sweet vapors

Swings are moving in rhythm

Hardly average.

Oh Canada, Oh Canada!

Oh Canada, Oh Canada!