Willow Manor Ball

 

I'll be the one behind the mask

Dodging the questions you'd want to ask

Hiding in a sea of Chanel

Showing only the me you know so well

But under the taffeta, ruffles, and lace

I'll be watching you dance from a quiet place

Smiling as though all is as it should be

Secretly wishing you were dancing with me

Inspired by The Mag

Catching Cars

Are we on the outside trying to get in

Or on the inside trying to get out

The grass that's greenest can be deceiving

Perhaps we should chase contentment instead of cars

If we ever caught a car, what would we do with it anyway?

Inspired by The Mag

Time

Time.
There's never enough.

When we are young we squander it.
We think it passes too slowly.
We think it lasts forever.

As we grow older, we slow down.
And time, it seems, speeds up.

There's never enough time.

So what can we hope for?
More time?
To move more quickly?
For time itself to slow down?

My hope is this...
When my time runs out
I hope I can say I spent it wisely
And regret nothing.

Because time really does last forever.
It outlives us.
So perhaps its us that aren't being... enough.


Inspired by The Mag