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Saturday
Feb262011

Tick-Tock

It was the middle of July and I picked the wrong time to visit some old friends at the Sedgwick County Zoo in Witchita Kansas. The highs that day almost broke the 100º degree mark, which put a damper on the days plans. After frying some eggs on the roof of my Transporter, my buddies and I decided to cruise around town in search of a cool place to hangout. Our first stop was a coffee parlor and I remember thinking how much hotter it was inside than out. My first thought was to simply turn around. Before I could, I made eye contact with someone that instantly sparked my interest. Her name was Miriah and I found out shortly after that hot weather made her cranky. At that point I couldn't leave her to suffer in the coffee sauna for another minute. We got back on the road and soon after found an ice cream parlor that was as glorious as a mute button to a Kenny G record. Once our body temperatures returned to normal, she told us that she was a digital artist that puts her thoughts into words when a picture just won't cooperate. We kept in touch after that and I make sure to tease her on those days that just seem unbearably hot.

I hope you all enjoy her work as much as I do.

 

Tick tock goes the clock
Counting down the days…
How soon before we forget?
Not the sorrow of the countless lives lost
Not the horror of the scenes before us.
Tick tock goes the clock
And tomorrow’s tomorrow will
Bring about the change
We will forget. We will return
To the ways of being human.
Tick tock and time will tell.
When we miss the beauty of the sunrise
The dew glistening on the spider web
A simple smile given and sent.
Tick tock…goes the clock………
Today we hold together and bond
Within our hearts
But what about tomorrow?
When the numbness wears off,
And the daily bit of living returns
Tick tock - Tick tock
Will we remember the lessons learned -
That life is a gift, living a joy
And all we have is each other
And the giving.
Tick….tock.
I wonder, and I hope.

 

 

MT Daniels (Miriah) | Ageless | Beautiful Flint Hills, KS

Once put out a bon fire with her bare hands because it was too damn hot.

 

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