A Saturday Wit Lobsters

I think of friends, ones I hold dear, They live in my heart and always are near. They provide light on days that are dark, I search for a place to make my mark. The sun sets, it’s been a long day, Not enough time seems to get in my way. I see what is done with much more to do, I search for truth, but what is true? Darkness surrounds yet stars guide me home, When I think of my friends I don’t feel so alone. I watch as some of the pieces join together. The sky is clear, no change in the weather. I look up at the sky and begin to dream, Was today really part of the scheme? Some things change though many are the same, I wonder if I’m getting any better at this game. I watch headlights come and then they go, The red of tail lights is all that does show. It reminds me of time as it all disappears With all that has passed I shed a couple tears. I wonder what’s up above all the clouds. Is the gateway to heaven what they shroud? I think of a place much grander than this, Where beauty is everywhere surrounded by bliss. I drift back to earth much like a feather. I try to keep all my thoughts together. Inside I feel this calmness just grow, Then it’s revealed all that I know.