My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter