Viewer-Thinker

The words come first. Carefully choosing the right one to bring beauty to the feeling. Next is the music. This is the hard part, choosing what it will be. After time you decide and begin the challenge Of fusing the feeling with the experience Overtime it must develop and grow Shaping into something better and better with each new step. The song is your child and When it is time for it to enter the world. All you want is for it to be loved. No matter what genre it is. Sadly some will hate her. And others will hold him in the highest regard. They might resent him But creating that song will bring joy. If only for her to touch and chang

When I entered the living room the first thing I say was Eric’s usual mess of the combined sugary goodness of Lucky Charms and Fruit Loops. He was seated in front of the tv in the rocking chair trying to rock himself into eating the cereal flying in front of the screen. “Good morning Nicola.” my Dad said pulling his head out of the his pile of pictures. “Morning Dad and Salutations Princey” I said starting to cross the room. “He fell asleep in the chair again” I thought  to myself walking past him seeing his unshaven stubble, the glasses atop his head and the sticky note sticking to his dirty blond ha