Dandling Up and Down Upon the Lap of the Wind Part Number Six the Enchantment

Kites still left hanging upon the winds oh, yes, the generous enchantment, the ever-innocent simplicity. Warning us and swirling around and whooshing about amid the humble Streams in the Spring. Time jovial, patient Offering Loving thief it weeps. Burnt down roses their thorns once bewailing the Cherry Tree; are no more. The gift of life, a mix of simple treasures those fond memories, yes, those horrors. Those many things, indifferent, and indefinite. One lie barters good, for another lie, any old Time. You know Time cannot fully know, nor fix this good except knowing through Faith; our security is sewn solely through our Creator's Grace tick tock, tick, tock. Yes, I'm still waiting for another like her, or in her more matured way; right along with myself today, someone far, far better, if this is at all possible! I'd, be better I'm sure now; to barter a better and more hearty deal now I'd say with my Brother and Father, my little Sisters, my Brothers and Son — for a brighter day with them — this is far better than walking alone don't you think? Invoking mercy each one upon the other working together remaining unified, as one heartbeat. Left alone dancing gingerly, with all of our lovely, little giddy children laughing ever-hysterically! "Yes, and so, it is our same choice today I believe." Of Honor and Glory Chivalry; precise Vermin Indistinguishable Saints, it's sad some lilies still lay fallen dying that's why I've picked them for so very long each one fresh each day for them all; all of my ex's. Yes, Sunday drives, nightcrawler hunting, glad days, that good ol' grab bag steal left out for everyone, sitting there on the kitchen table. Those fishing Poles and hard-bitten bites bending almost down to the water up and down and again infinitely, everyone waling "Here we go, we got one. Pick that ol' pole up, friends, somebody-hurry!" Grandpa rocking away in his lowly old rocking chair. My moccasins Slippers in hand standing on the front Porch ready. Yes, still all football games I believe are meant to be played, hardened in the rain. I feel now yes, in fact, I know for myself: The final score of this game of life? Who knows; nor truly cares? I know Time runs on by us if we're not looking! Hey, heads up; looks like Fate is throwing out another pass for us! Yes you know we might want to go long. Because life, no life doesn't really have a beginning nor an end I guess; just like all of us; it just continually moves on. Just, like with all that I am, I'm still trying; to apply myself towards this same effort today! I mean, Karina, I mean oh my goodness! To take that chance again, to lose, to love her completely I always will! Yes; Karina: "What an Ever-Glorious woman she was!" I'm proud as all get out. No, I simply just couldn't have any real doubt; to have known anyone at that time any more brilliant and thereby so very fascinating; than her! Yes, you could continue to just chalk this all up to just some lonesome need, or; just chalk this all up to a fools blessing or dumb luck, but today: I know for myself, that our Creator is in charge of all blessings and luck, but in any case, I am entirely grateful for Him, for her! I know now, that you would have had to know her, to know that you always will be grateful for her, for yourself! Just like me, friend, now!