Fan the flame, fire burning bright, dreamer’s delight to light the night.
Summer is near, so it seems. Hot it is, hot indeed. Inside I do remain, so much to gain. With these random bits, phrases so true yet out of place, I bid you good day.
Waking up new day dreams fade coffee made thoughts flowing as the rain begins pouring, no time to waste lists made goals made dreams dreamt, time counting down with so much to do but so few hours in a day.