Good night rainbow

Belated anniversary post

Your mouth is a revolver firing bullets in the sky.
Your love is like a soldier, loyal till you die.

And I’ve been looking at the stars for a long, long time.
I’ve been putting out fires all my life.

Everybody wants a flame, but they don’t want to get burnt.
And today is our turn.

Days like these lead to, nights like this leads to love like ours, 
You light the spark in my bonfire heart.

People like us, we don’t need that much.
Just someone that starts, starts the spark in our bonfire hearts.

This world is getting colder. Strangers passing by.
No one offers you a shoulder. No one looks you in the eye.

But I’ve been looking at you for a long, long time.
Just trying to break through, trying to make you mine.

Everybody wants a flame, they don’t want to get burnt

Well today is our turn.

Days like these

nights like this leads to love like ours, 

You light the spark in my bonfire heart.

People like us,

we don’t need that much.

Just someone that starts, starts the spark in our bonfire hearts.

Thank you for planting dreams, growing blessings and building this life with me, my love.

Keeping up with the bigs

Our smallest hatchling has grown unbelievably fast.

She is still such a wee dolly, but she insists on keeping up with the bigs, in every way possible.

Though she's not adverse to taking a ride here and there.

There has to be some upside to being this short.

Paradise

When the sun shines 

and the wind is down,

the water looks like glass.

Out on the bay,

the hatchlings

will play.

And we are thankful for such a gentle day.

Saturday morning football

Football hatching taking charge.

Runs so fast he nearly leaves his head behind.

Wee boynado.

Slowly making progress.

Finally, a chance to shoot a goal.

And the goalie catches it.

Drama hatchling.

And hatchling no3's turn.

Building crab houses

Hunting crabs.

Housing crabs.

On a lovely sunny day.

Another piggy fan

So soft.

Do you think anyone would notice?

Sisters

Batteries are flat

Almost like they think they own the place