Have you ever?

Have you ever kicked back
in that old, soft lounger
and felt the world melt around you?

Have you ever stopped to look
at that kindergartener's painting
and realize the simple, plain beauty?

Have you ever really been yourself
and stopped trying to be the girl everyone is jealous of
like you tell your friends to do?

Have you ever stopped
to read a decent poem
relax
and count your blessings?

And do you really think that this is just about other people?
Give this another read.
Have you ever...?
Have you really ever?

Songwriter Girl

my friend
is a songwriter
a laughing girl

like the
moon among a
giant starry sea

if you
were to look through
her deep brown bright eyes

You'd see
a fresh world in
vivid, vibrant colors!

There is
something so
indescribable

about
the way that
she smiles and she talks

My Room

My room
Can be a fantasy castle
where I,
The brave dragon,
defeat horrid, screaming witches.
My room
Can be an icy, cruel, dungeon
where I, the prisoner,
is locked up heartlessly.
My room
Can be a ski lodge,
Where I, a freezing orphan in the snow,
Step into the wave of comforting wave of warmth.
My room
Can be a wild, funky, colorful, neon dance club
Where I, a dreamer and passionate dancer,
Can express myself.
Any way I'm feeling
My room knows somehow
just what to be
and it's amazed me every time.