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This cloudy morning makes the Ocean
a green that is almost gray
It reflects the sadness that we feel today

For on this 7th of July, millions will morn and sigh
At the life of the King of Pop, Michael we say thank you and goodbye,
to an amazing individual so talented and too young to die

I look out at the Ocean, my view today at 9am , when the rest of the world
watches the procession from Forest Lawn,
the breaking HEARTS of his family and friends
have began since early dawn

The timing is ironic as I see a lonely black seal slowly PASSING BY
swimming, searching, alone,
does this lonely black seal cry?

He comes up for air in order to breathe,
the waves crash on him, pressure from everywhere

Look at this beautiful creature made from God above,
And yet, I see him searching, constantly from left to right,
all around him checking, watching who is watching him
His search continues, as he comes up for air for life,
searching possibly for his children or his wife?

Into deeper water this lonely seal will go
to get away from the pressure of the waves that strike him so
Into dangers way with the predators below

But when one is so lonely, he will stop at nothing
no matter how far he must go

So beatiful to watch, for those who can get a glimpse
many stop and stare
to see him sparkle in real life, it is quite rare

So sleak and almost mystical
this gifted precious life
who in the blink of an eye
will forever disappear from our sight.

Dedicated to Michael Jackson
Not only the king of pop, but a man who changed the way we treat eachother!
A true member of The Parking Lot Heart!

Life can be as rough as the sand
with the sharpness of glass
we try each day to make it
and as the tide changes the appearance of sand
its pressure pounding deep
darkness ensues as the weight bares down

But slowly the tide pulls away
the weight lifts
the color of sand begins to lighten
and the warmth of the sun dries
and the sand although rough
is no longer heavy and blows wistfully
in the calm wind, light as a feather

Life starts, and grows, no bigger than the size of a pea,
Growing inside, ever peacefully
Floating, weightless as time goes by

And what is this miracle that has come us
One day knowing that you are so special
We will all make a fuss

Your tiny hands, so precious to touch
and imprint of your feet on the sand that is wet
Holding you close, as I wanted you so much
Never forgetting the day our eyes first met

Watching you grow, each day is new
and the special day that you tell me you love me too
I will hold tight and we walk up the beach
As you listen closely as I share everything I can teach
Knowing that one day you will ride the waves on your own
keep in mind, I will always be just within reach

Looking at the waves of life
Oh how they ebb and flow
As time goes by and we
reap what we sow

And your head drops and looks at the sand
and you realize that you are only one
in the millions that God can hold in his hand

And then the problems you have only seem so small
as the massive wave crashes and when you feel like you’ve
hit a brick wall

But then MIST so fresh and light
refreshes and wakes you
You stand tall and brush off the sand
and know that life is what you make it
It’s no longer time to just sit…..

Get up and go….