once in a strawberry moon

a strawberry moon
in a midsommar sky
watching the world
as it slowly speeds by

o'er sand dunes in Cairo
down quaint Danish streets
it's always exciting
the people one meets

from old friends to new ones
i pass through the crowd
and find now the whispers
are not quite as loud

the places are many
my poor feet have been
but many more wait
by my wide eyes unseen

yet under this moon
while the wide world i roam
my heart can't seem to find
that one place they call home

mine eyes have seen

here's hope for sale
in a bucket of lost dreams
no expiration date
costs but a song
worth your lifeblood
and it never gets old or worn out

here's hope for sale
when your way's lost again
the night grows darker
hope shines bright as day
batteries included no wires
and they never burn out

here's hope for sale
though eyes dim and feet falter
its strength renews with the dawn
when all ends and you give your last breath
cash in on your purchase
it's guaranteed gold

down to the dregs

i sip
the aroma
filling my senses
i'm walking
down sleepy
sunbaked streets
white houses
beside a lazy
blue sea
sidewalk cafes
hola guapa
and siestas
i'm wandering
down trails
dappled with sunlight
up hills above
medieval towns
trams and vines
busy crowded streets
i'm laughing
at a table
with friends
talking of things
here and far away
sipping together
as lives are joined
i close my eyes
i sip again
so many memories
one sweet drink