There’s morning coffee
Baked goods from your own kitchen
And moments of peace
Starting the day wonderful
Provide the best foundation
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
Such a gorgeous sight
When a face finds happiness
And lights up the world
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
Ink cartridge, ink cartridge, why torture me so
I need to make copies but you’re running low
All those times when I just didn’t care
There was plenty of ink, everywhere
Now, when I need you to be there for me
You print so faint that I can barely see
I can’t run out and buy a one new right now
Please, can’t you just make me a miracle somehow
If you can get me out of this fix
Next order, I’ll get a package of six
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
Sometimes, I just sit and wonder
When there is no storm, what becomes of thunder
If it can’t find a rumble for some enjoyment
Can it apply for unemployment
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
Some people are going to talk, no matter what you do
So, never allow that to stop you, from being you
Let your voice be heard, let your freak flag fly
Let those who don’t get you, walk right on by
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
There was once a little girl
Whose whole entire world
Was based in imagination
She would envision life as fun
Shared her joy with everyone
Her happiness defied explanation
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
You’re hot, you’re smoking
Your energy is building
Totally focused
Pulling ahead of the pack
Crossing that finish line, first
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
