Live the Love forever In our hearts we see you there Live the Love forever Leave behind what you share Visions painted with the brush
Some say they’re feeling low Others say they’ve got the Blues All I know, there’s a darker plac… No matter what’s the name they use… Well I been low and I’ve been dow…
Night’s shadow descends Upon my window’s curtain As sleep consumes me. ***JEF The Ships of State sail Among many types of storms
She says she always falls For the wrong kind And she has cried foolish tears For every one. “My choices will be different,
Two Rocking-chairs kicked Now and then By Summer’s pompous wind Two lemonade glasses Half full
With a heavy heart, his family is writing to share that Dick Thurmond passed away peacefully last week. We will miss him, but know that he is in a good place. He will always be remember...
Let’s have a taste of the whiskey Let’s have a taste of the Ale Let’s have a taste of a Lass’s li… Before we set to sail ————————————————————-
Like waves of the sea, The grain fields moved, Grasping the ambulant eye. In this place of the beaver, The lumberjack and weaver;
There once was a Wizard of old (At least, that’s what I’ve been… That could change a something to a… A wolf to a goat or a lake to a mo… From bad --- to very good weather.
I understand your frustrations, I… Your in love and you want to be lo… And if I could help, I don’t know… 'cause you tried to build a fire w… Life is full of harsh realities
Where came that shadow that wander… That light-less vision that knows… Shall I seek concealment, or duti… So its heartless deeds don’t leave… Suddenly I looked and saw it near
A Waltz In The Air In the mist she dances in the garden He sees her in the fog, now and then.
There once was a man With a hole in his shoe Who wore flannel and wool And everything new. He had bright red mittens
“Let’s write a poem!” —- No, let’s not! Have you no remembrance Of that heart you once shot? With an arrow you killed it
Find pardons for them in dim lit h… In the marbled walkways of polishe… Find pardon for them, but not for… That sit in cages, all alone. Gluttony comes by way of want