How many words have been lost, written, and signed; in the end does it even matter what was written there. Float A Note… how I once thought words would lift me up and yes I can still see them lying here looking very still.

Just as magnets do.

Poetry.

You brought me a message.

Once in a while a night may shine in the past, probably a dance under the sky, on a summer day you do remember.

Life in a lily pond!

An important lesson I’ve learned about the importance of dress codes and dressing up, in accordance to the occasions and situations.

A message for the youth.

Just a little note for the season.

By Cody Oglesbee (cody.oglesbee@gmail.com)