Fearlessly We're all so young, fresh and free. #life isn't to be taken so seriously, Or literally, Or critically. Only mysteriously Deliriously, And most of all; Fearlessly.

Bobby Pins Find them in crevices, Out of the blue. Find them on staircases, Paired up in two. Find them in suitcases, Worn in by few. Limited traces, To the next odd clue. It's forever a myth To a girl who seldom wins Where on this earth She'll find her bobby pins.

Drifting Off A constant plea, Of tired limbs And weary mind Weighted eyes, And thoughts unwind Consciousness, I'm afraid Is hard to keep As I slowly, and surely Drift back to s l e e p

The Maverick The collector of letters Lines and lyrics, Finds a word for every gimmick, Devises a plan, his mind, Terrific. More and more, he's not specific. But his words and rhymes They aren't prolific, Pull him away You'll see The Maverick.

When I Look To The Stars I looked to the stars, And thought 'How monstrous, How limitless How wondrous' How my problems seemed To leave me To hug me tight And float away. In the form of a thousand stars, Planets, And moons. And my thoughts told me 'It will all be over Soon.'