The Red Balloon

I watch you float away,

Pretty red balloon can’t forever stay
like my life, pretty balloon,
flying away, gone to soon.

Up you float so far and fast,
Like my life, the time has passed.
Laughter whispers on the breeze,
A gentle breath sways the trees.

Above me drifts imagination,
below are fields of God’s creation.
Resting on the hill of age,
I stop to watch life’s fleeting stage.

Moment’s fly at frightening pace,
As if to win a losing race.
Childhood crawls on unsure legs,
With carefree bliss and joyful days.

Youthful legs run strong and fast,
Seeing a blur as life runs past.
Age stops and takes a needed rest,
Pausing time that seemed so pressed.

Imagination calls me to continue on,
To learn the mystery of what lies beyond.
On the wings of eagles perhaps I’ll soar,
And my feet will touch this earth no more.

-Bonica Brewer

Finally over!

So I had my senior art show's reception last night. I almost had a nervous breakdown a few hours before it started. I was frantically fixing food and hoping that I wouldn't burn something or drop something on the floor, etc. All the while looking at the clock and watching my time slip away! Very nerve wracking! lol But I got it all done, and I was so excited when I saw people I knew walking in the door. I didn't expect some of them to come and it made me happy, also amazingly enough my family showed up before the show ended!!! :) It ended up being so fun, but it is really just a relief to be done with it! I finished the class before Spring Break!

The pit

Buried deep in a pit of sin.

Barely breathing, trapped within

Stifled screams for help, I cry

No escape, death's gleaming eye

Frantic digging, knuckles bleeding.

Tears, I whimper, growing dimmer.

Only moments left, my final cry for help.

A flicker of light, it hurts my eyes

A hand reaches out, He heard my cries.

I pull away, I know my doubt.

Trust is gone, "to late" I shout

But still persistent he grabs my hand.

And gently lifts me to solid land

Softly he whispers in my ear

Loving words, sweet and clear:

"It's not to late when hope is gone.

When you are weak I'll make you strong."