my angels and the nicest thing

the circle of life 

crazy eights for some

there comes a time 

when the light might release shadows

when the answers might become

questions themselves

just when my crazy eights 

start to make me dizzy

i stare into the faces of angels

their pull 

can bring me back to circles

eventually stopping the carousel

of up and down circus colors

the faces of angels

they soften my edges of confusion

their 2 year old selves unknowingly 

providing me with 35 year old answers

the faces of angels

honey and i

are gardening angels

sweet and precious, 

making our journey together

that much more divine

amplified each time their laughter

bounces off of our walls

hollywood beckons again

they find me through "contacts"

or maybe sure will power..

but i said yes to a movie

a darling little flick with a lot 

of potential

and isn't that what life's about anyway?

what CAN happen? 

why else do we get up in the morning?

(okay, and my shrink thinks it'd be a good idea to get me out of the house while the twins start some preschool classes. *sobs*)

so i got up one morning

and said yes

to something in showbizzzzzzzz.

will the movie come to fruition? 

ya never know, i say, ya never know...

but i read the script, and 

really it's lovely, it's charming,

it's "the nicest thing".

well, right after the faces of my angels, of course.