The bells are chiming aloud

marking the journey abound

There are but a few twinkles

those worth many a wrinkle

Where laughs bring together

curves tumbler after tumbler

A hope is a prayer surrendered

to the mighty heavens rendered

Lots to come and lots afore

words are but slight vendors

Selling dreams if not relief

sharing tomes of stories brief

Breaking the sound of silence

with chatter without violence

The chirpiness of my voice

will leave you with no choice

But to embrace the peppiness

bespeckled with sheer happiness

So go on and hear the leaps

of silent poise and deep belief

The buoyancy of the matter

lies in never-ending chatter

Tune out the quiet wonder

for a witty whimsical launder

Hear now loud and hear again

for life is short to over begin

While you wait for warm appeal

toasting stars that you can see

and all the joy you can feel

For then, allow me to speak.