Spring said to Winter,
“April is your last hurrah.
Go on vacation.”

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

 

The Night quietly
Slipped away in the Twilight
Leaving not a trace.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

 

Is it easier
Just looking the Other Way
Than seeing the Truth?

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

 

His Mama warned him
To stop walking down that Road
He didn’t listen.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

She stopped in front of
The House where she grew up in
And cried for the past.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

 

“It’s really okay
To color outside the Lines.”
Said her Inner Child…

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.