I feel the snapping in the trees like it was 2010 again, 

  with perspective of hope and joy from my eyes to another.

To waking up to the smell of today's plans with happiness in the air,

              like a bird

 learning

      to

    take 

wings.

Love that shouts when time seems so far away, it opens up the curtains to a new light.

 The light says I will be a word away to comfort the broken branches in my life.

And when I was away, she wrote to me with all of her love in a letter of something that says more than what it is.

And maybe some days where more perfect than diamonds, some days were worse then fields of money.

All I could see was multi color boots of gold colors with coal neverending, make me tear for the weary.

Days come and days go, but to the imagination they are nothing but distance to South Carolina.  A place of where yellow is the king and blue falls.

Life falls and life rise, life will wave in the way that it was not made to.

In the shadows there was a hand helping me pull my way up.  It was never cold or feeling of winter, it was always warm.

Roller coasters.

They can be 

downhill with a   spin to them 

with a little   but you never know 

if you get sick or have a great time.