a poem that was conceived and written far past the time when I should have been in bed sleeping

little bluebird sing your sad, lonely song in someone else’s ear little bluebird spread your melancholy message where someone wants to hear little bluebird don’t perch on my heart anymore fly far away, fly somewhere new little bluebird I’m happy today, smiling in the sunshine don’t you get in the way of my cheer little…

sweet dreams and space travel

So the Daily Prompt today asked "When you were 16, what did you think your life would look like?" I was a junior in high school when I was 16. That year I took a science class called "Earth Science". It was one of my favorite classes ever. It was probably the only class that I did all…