I feel winters grip,
The cold is poised to stay.
And I struggle being surrounded
By more darkness than day.
I wish I could be the moon,
A magic mirror of light.
A beacon to brighten even
The darkest of night.
J.Thoresen
Striving to create a beautiful mess, in this life and in art.
I feel winters grip,
The cold is poised to stay.
And I struggle being surrounded
By more darkness than day.
I wish I could be the moon,
A magic mirror of light.
A beacon to brighten even
The darkest of night.
J.Thoresen
The guide
You can live a life with no worries;
And all you need do,
Is follow these simple tips –
I’ll spell them out for you.
You must share the load as a homemaker,
The old gender roles you needn’t abide.
But the man of the house has obligations,
So be sure you can provide.
Being a soft, nurturing role model,
Must be a part of your mindset.
And you must be the fearless protector,
Alert to every threat.
Be a sensitive man who listens,
To earn your badge of pride.
But don’t you be a sissy,
keep your feelings bottled up inside.
Be a fun, impulsive sports fan,
Your deeds and physique should be heroic,
But always weigh your options;
Be wise, be calm, be stoic.
And if you’re confused by this paradox,
Between being a gentleman and a boor.
All you need do to fight it,
Is to see yourself as more.
Just live your life with pride,
If you want to be set free.
And don’t forget who you were,
Before they told you who you should be.
J. Thoresen