In the Garden

I long to see you again
It seems so long
Where have you been

I wish you were here with me
To see the flowers bloom
In the Garden is where we should be

I learned to smile when I met you
You made me laugh with joy
Now what am I to do?

Return to me soon
My dear sweet darling
I will look for you at noon

I will wait as long as I must
But we only shall meet in eternity
For all men return to dust

                          ~ Archibald Craven  to Lilias his deceased wife

It's Almost Here!

Dinner Theater is soon approaching! We have about 3 or so weeks until showtime. This when things get stressed and intense. The main thing for me is getting work done ahead for when we have all day practices during the week of the shows.
In the show I play Archibald Craven who is the father of Colin Craven. My character locked up the garden years ago after his beloved wife, Lilias Craven, died falling off a swing. Archibald has been languishing for years and not just cause his wife died, he also has a hunchback. I am really excited about this part and even though I am in three scenes, I can still work backstage!
Overall, I think things will come together as it gets closer. So, come on out and see it! It's a story of love, family, and coming alive from grief. It is...The Secret Garden.

Limericks

The Cat from Sat
I once met a cat from 
the land of Sat
Every day he
Chose a new hat
But whenever he
fell
The
owner wanted to sell
That c at who was from
the land of Sat

The Man from Rome
I once met a man from
Rome
Everyday he
looked for a new home
But where ever he went
he always seemed bent
That man who was from
Rome

The Piper

Have you ever listened to the bagpipes play?
Echoing over the hills
At the start of a new day

To hear the notes dip and trill
As the pipe plays his song
It gives my soul a thrill

Oh, melodies capture my heart
The music stirs in my mind
Yet with my homeland I will never part

So piper play your tune
Make it echo and ring
I will see you at high noon

Anthony Byrne from Celtic Woman

Return

Oh, magjestic green hills
I long to walk across you once more
And hear the bagpipe music forever more

The call of my homeland echos
Biding me to come back
And quickness I dont lack

To see the sea again!
Pounding against the sandy shore
I will dwell there forever more!

My life in metaphorical terms

My life is like...

1. finding an extra french fry in the bottom of the Wendy's bag

2. A story

3. A snuggly kitten when i feel safe

4. The rolling green hills of Ireland

5. the resounding sound of bagpipes when i wish to be heard

Dreams of Light

What a day its been
What a time I've had
Now I want to sleep in a nightmare free zone

Chorus
Nightmares flee away
Dreams of light come on it
Nightmare stay away dreams of light are here to stay

The Stars are shining
The moon shows it face
Now I can sleep in dreams of light

As I close my eyes
My Dreams fill with light
Now I can sleep in a nightmare free land

(These are lyrics to one of the songs I wrote on my guitar)