A fast car driving me over rolling hills, closing in on out of control
Roller coasters holding and dipping me quick
Deep sounds of a guitar soothing my soul
Dark windows containing shadows to haunt me
Scary rooms with eerie noises to chase me
My anticipating a peaceful world, dispite of it all
None of it seems to fit in with what you just gifted me. Born; a new adrenaline.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Anticipating a peaceful world – the best adrenalin surge of all.
LikeLike
It really is, Sharon. Will it ever be? I hope so.
LikeLike
Which all gives new emphasis to Woody Allen’s belief that 80% of life is merely showing up. The rest–adrenaline.
LikeLike
Oooo, I like that.
LikeLike
That’s really nice, Audith. Something about it flows.
LikeLike
Thanks, Duketh. Its called on the fly poetry. 😆 But its possible that a guitar sound and racing down the freeway inspired it. Possibly. 🙂
LikeLike
I like the name. 😆 More than possible.
LikeLike
😀 Yes. Tis true
LikeLike
Take deep breaths!!!
LikeLike
Haha. Yes. Nothing like driving through city traffic at a mock speed. Provides inspiration. 🙂
LikeLike
I like!
LikeLike
Thank you! Nothing like a fast hearbeat. 🙂
LikeLike
You said it girl!!
LikeLike