Better Late Than Never
By Tree Soul
It’s getting darker hour by hour,
but I think my inner light is getting brighter.
I never planned to call myself a writer,
I was always much more of a fighter:
Always Staying strong…
I thought I was someone who always knows what to do to carry on. But then I grew up and learned a little –
I was never someone who starts and finishes writing songs or feeling wrongs, or understanding “the new way to carry on” etc etc and so on…
But now ISing karaoke at sing a longs…
and I enjoy it more than ever
You said expect the unexpected -but maybe it’s better to not expect the unexpected or anything at all really from anyone else. From myself I expect the world…and never plan on expecting anything less
I plan to be, to see, to do …
Life will bloody surprise me anyway. I’m sure of that.
A good ‘anyway’ can mean a new way. A good ‘way’ makes for a better day…something or someone unexpectedly beautiful…
And a good ‘day’, even if its raining, can bring me joy. God is in the rain.
This is about me but only you can change the I version into someone kind
I ignore the darkness, the storm and the cold when you say to
Then I try writing songs and carry on…and it and you always makes me feel better.
Better late than never as they say. I’ll always show up late if the journey is more fun than where I’m going. Better late than never hey…
17th December 2015