Happy birthday To u Randy! Hope u’re doing Fine and dandy!

Burning both ends Of the candlesticks Without a single Candle wick Up at four

I won’t b home for Christmas Please don’t count me in We won’t get snow or have mistleto… But we’ll have presents under the… Christmas Eve won’t find me

Thanks for the Inspiration U’re really A sensation © From A Poet’s

God I miss my babies It’s breaking my Everytime I think of them It tears me apart © From A Poet’s

Covid-19 U r obscene We once were free But we couldn’t see U stole that

I did it again I sinned again Handed my heart in

It’s freeze Your knees Degrees Outside!

Day 30x3 I ain’t seen #3 Day 30x3 And it ain’t fine w/ me © From A Mother’s

With all this virus talk On internet and TV I had to take a walk To get back to me Without my job right now

Inspired by: “Drowning” by: Chris… Still got your pictures w/ my phon… And even though u don’t know I u I always called & wait 4 the tone Just to hear Dad say, “hurry up.…

Our love dried up There’s nothing left All that was left Was me....bereft I stitched up my heart

This killer cootie bug Has pulled out the rug From under our feet And it isn’t neat © From A Quarantined Poet’s

I do not count my lines More than most of the time I just make sure they rhyme And that they rhyme in time.

I haven’t wrote A single note In 2 whole days Been in a haze Cannot believe