Happy Flag Day!!! It is a glorious day here in Chicago. The sun came out, there's a slight breeze in the air, and it is wonderfully warm. I almost broke a sweat outside. Today Larry and I went to a picnic. A bear BBQ. No, we didn't grill and eat bears, but rather had a circle of guys who identified themselves as bears. It was an interesting crowd. Most were my size with beards and a ton of body hair.

What was really hysterical about this all American BBQ was a jello made of all the colors of the rainbow flag. How gay is that!!! Even funnier was listening to these big burly men talking about movies, shopping and quite frankly everything but really butch topics like sports, etc. That just proves you can't tell a book by it's cover.

Yesterday I was feeling pretty depressed. The sinus infection was driving me insane and the cloudy, rainy, cold day just didn't help the cause. So I spent the day downloading Eureka and listening to "cry in my beer" songs. Thank God for country music in this aspect. Nobody does a "cry in my beer" song better than a country music singer. So I sat here balling my eyes out feeling very sorry for myself.

Then I got the bright idea that I needed to purge myself on paper. Yep, me who can't write a decent poem if my life depended on it, would spill my guts on a blank sheet. Now, no matter how bad things get, I can never just write something to be writing. It has to be cathartic, healing, powerful.....and above all artistic. Yeah right. I'll let you be the judge of that.....
In the End...

In the end when time has flown,
The flower blooms and then its gone.
When youth was brilliant as the sun,
Time stood still so we could run.

When life was measured not in years,
But through our laughter and our tears.
To sing and dance was all we knew,
A measured beat the latest groove.

We saw our child as he was born,
A witness to a marriage torn.
And when our child was fully grown,
Our dreams fulfilled our futures sown.

Our youth has left us far behind,
Leaving creaking bones and fragile mind.
Remembering back to years gone by,
Love had left with tears to cry.

In the end when time had flown,
Our dust was borne by a wind that's blown.
Our memories in the hearts of some,
An enduring legacy that's left to come.

Move over Robert Frost and please pass the ketchup.

Until next time.....Eat up everyone.