thank you's I dont know how to say

  Thank you, Mr. Hawk, for climbing great heights to show me this world so many different way. 

  Thank you, sweet momma bird, for singing me to sleep all those many night.

  Thank you, big bear, for following all the humble ones while still beating to your own drum. 

  Thank you, Fred & Jessie, for being those friends every child needs. For all those nights I was scared of monsters in the closet and you were there for me. 

  Thank you, mountain man, for being everything I hope to someday be. 

  Thank you, miss flapper girl, for standing by my side over all these years. For laughing with me and crying with me. For looking at the stars and drawing the solar system on my arm. For being the most dear friend I could ever have. 

  Thank you, Emmylou, for giving me some of the greatest laughs of my life. For opening my eyes after they have been closed for so long and awakening my heart after such a long slumber. For seeing me as who I really am unlike so many do. 

  Thank you, sky, for the time we had. For getting me through the hardest chapter of my life and doing so with all the love you gave. And for being my partner in crime.

  Thank you, gypsy spirit, thank you for everything. Thank you for being such a beautiful soul and helping me follow my dreams. For being the adventurer you are and going along with all my crazy ideas. 

  Thank you, boy with the goat pants, for being my closest friend for all that time. For staying up way too late with me and writing and singing all those silly songs. For laughing like little boys do and for acting like boys do. 

  Thank you, dirty wire, for being so wise. For being that voice of reason and showing me my dreams can be more than just dreams. 

  Thank you, Mother Nature, for being my playground. For being the place of so many memories. For providing so many adventures and being my giving tree.

heart-shaped bruises

       When you look at the shape of my heart, It doesn't look the same as it did when I got it.

       It's no longer making the classic *thump thump, thump thump* rather a sort of *thu thump, thum thup*

       It carries with it a large collection of battle-wounds, scars, bruises, and cuts that have come from one heartbreak after another. Some worse than others.

       Only she... Her heart gave mine a Grand Canyon.

      So forgive me if my heart moves real slow, it's just that it's trying to recover from a natural disaster.

      I don't know what you think, you may think it's trash, just a broken and tattered machine. But to me, it's perfect. Even with the many band-aids and stitches it has, It's mine and that's all that matters. And forever will it be mine, beauty-scars and all.

 

Notes to Nature

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Worm Food

We will soon be nothing more than worm food and memories.

 And when the earth lays me down under her ground I don't want to be just worm grub to others. I want to be a memory. 

I want to have sucked the marrow from every bone. 

I want to have seized every damn day. 

I want to have been homeless because homeless people know and appreciate the streets better than most people do their own homes. 

I want to love. 

I want to get lost in nature. 

I want to have given second chances. And third. And fourth. 

I want to have cried when I wanted to cry and laughed even I wanted to laugh.

I want to have made people's day. 

 I want to have sang and skipped because life is too short to live it trying to please others. 

It's too short to live it doing anything that makes you unhappy. 

After all, we will soon all be nothing more than worm food and memories.