Life's Events

The words in my head appear on the page As life’s events are brought to center stage I write the pictures they create in my mind It’s like buried treasure who knows what I’ll find. The day starts out very cloudy and gray I was just hoping to see the sun today The air outside feels so crisp and cool I think to myself the words are my tool. I walk out the door but there’s no one around All that I hear is my feet hitting the ground It seems as if the whole world is asleep I start to climb a hill but it’s a little steep. I slip a little upon the wet grass I start to think how all things must pass I drift back to the sorrow and thousands of tears Seconds become hours and now they are years. Finally I reach what appears to be the top I turn to look back but everything stops Just like a picture the image is frozen in time The sun start to break through and I feel fine. I look down and view the valley below Birds fly by it’s just like an air show The world seems to wake up from the moment before To reveal to me what the future has in store. I close my eyes and drift off to a dream I picture a river and I’m floating downstream I feel so free without a single care All of my problems vanish into thin air. I open them back up and I’m back on the hill Day after day the fool remains there still I start to climb down because it’s time to go I’ll just be on my way any way the wind blows.