(2014)
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
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 cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment