Lately I have been in a daze trying to figure out what is in store for me in this short future. Life goes fast in this modernized world. What to do next is my question. I get lost in the afterglow of the day or the zepher of the night. I run for my health and workout to see another day. Something will be waiting at the end of this present tunnel and I must be ready.

I have been so busy that I haven't noticed friends or you. I guess I will get a chance soon to relax in the solem peace of arms. I need to slow down to touch the hands of those around. I should smell the jasmine in the perfume of a best friend. Dance, sweating my hair to a perfect mess with my baby's mama. Walk the paths of the riverside to bide my time.

I am currently relaxing with a numbing pad on my back. Those damn college kids came back. I now will be doing double the work since the manager doesn't think that we should hire anyone else.

~Names~

I often thought of the name Kade,

then you would have it made.

You were such a Ryan, so I decided to choose Kyan.

I named you Zander, my little salamader.

What is in a name?

My little boy, where would you like to play with your toys.

I created this piece, you complimented this place.

I wanted your smile, you gave me grace.

What could be your name, it needs to bring you the fortune of fame.

I wouldn't want you to be another faceless grain, you are my delusion in my brain.

Beautiful baby Kade Kyanzander Moore.

Someday you will be ready for what is in store.

~Reasonings~

I wrote this poem to show hope for the future. Years from now I hope to be able to give that name to someone. It is the only thing in my life that is set. I will bring another life into this world, and hope that this life will change this world from cruel to peace of heart.

~Music Sheet Turned~

In closing tonight I heard a beautiful piece of music on Last Call with Carson Daily. Sang by Jack Johnson featuring Ben Harper.