(2010)
Picture will you, the Summers, Of gardens with roses outside, Those left to nature start growing… The flowers and children alike, Picture will you, the children,
No matter how it looks or sounds, Whatever comes, I write it down! See as a child, now this is true, My mother and I, we made a truce, The things I’d want to say or gro…
As I walked through the paths of… I once sat myself to ponder, and as I did, two scenes passed ov… The first of the two came on so fa… I closed my eyes in pain,
I walk through a wilderness and a… I have no sense of past and no tou… The wind blows, and so does life, And that’s the least of things I… Four seasons blow, things come and…
I don’t know how it came about, or… “it’s coming fast, you better run,… And so I ran, don’t know what fro… We ran and ran, the crowd and I,… cause just like that, whatever it…
It happens at such a time as these… A pain and loss to feel, To escape those thoughts, I seek… From those I want to heal, Of us that loss, go sit and cry,
Of all the splendors in the world: The dawn that brings the Sun alof… To show God’s beauty to us all, For the Spring so buds can open, For the green of grass to grow,
The progression of one who’s least… Stands and takes his aim. Resembles of that the ones before, Quite nice. Then states his claim… Confusion spouts before a court,
The struggle comes only in glances… a life floats over me. All is quiet, a baby slips into a… so, I slip away too. They, our little angels fall, so…
Enlightening ever is the fact, the… Though many come and go who judge,… I’m the one, the one you love, the… Invisible at times it seems, but a… Is daunting ever is my grasp, of e…
For all the beauty in this world, I have waited just for you, As night ascends, you will to rise… In blood, with morning dew, The morning comes, and then the su…
There is a joy that’s full within That flows from me from day to day… I feel no pressure or heavy burden To push me down with evil worry, I take no joy with sinful sources,
Never go out to the ocean deep Without a guide or steer, Never go out to the ocean deep Without thought or fear, Never go out to the ocean deep
What came out, Went within, And from that Which went in, Came all those
I saw you in your grave, my love, Clusters of daisies left my hand, I saw, as swift as the grains of t… Someone releasing a dove in memori… So white and pure, as she soared a…