Once in a while.....

Once in a while I'll play the guitar,
since those cliche loves songs,
at the tops of my lungs.

Don't really believe it that silly idea,
that love conquers all and...
that you suddenly fall into it.

Once in a while I'll dream a little dream,
one of adventures in the woods,
Crossing rivers and streams.

To live in a house out in the boondocks,
to wake up to the noises of bird calls,
and the sun shining through the window.

Once in a while I'll draw a picture,
scribble it out, it wasn't just right,
the lines didn't interpret what I saw in my mind.

The pictures, oh, the pictures,
all stored in my head,
just waiting for me to draw them on my pad.

One in a while, maybe more if there's time, I like to read a book
Tales of adventures and impossible things,
deductions unseen and platues undiscovered.

Once in a while, I try to write a poem
They're never really good,
but once in a while, they hit home