They fall in love without knowing… There are no words spoken at all. There are only words spoken with t… Though neither one knows what is h… Their hearts float from the bodies…

Saddled with confusion and burdene… Perplexed in hectic wonderings, He struggles on alone. Striving for the greater height, i… He staggers on to win what’s right…

The world’s getting weaker and wis… Her mother used to say. What’s going to happen to a people Who never stop to pray? Is there no hope for tomorrow?

The stars slowly fade and fade, As the sun comes up ray by ray. The birds are chirping To warn them all, That summer has almost

Lemon tasting baby dreams Like so many days spent in Readin… Muggy restlessness of summer Watching Kung Fu Or eating

“Change? Got any spare change? 10, 35, 40, 90, A dollar and 50 ce… Not bad, sometimes I get more, bu… Hey, who’s that? He looks weak an… Maybe I could help him. I’ll see…

It is a cool and breezy night—the… Caressing her ears. Her heart yea… He’s the most beautiful man she’s… He is strong and gentle, all at on… His lips, so tender, steal her bre…

They were lying side by side In the mud, in the foreign mud. Listening to the music Of fire and steel, and jagged stee… With fear squeezing their hearts

She’s having her party early Today Otis Cornelius Skinner’s away She’ll play with her dogs She’ll play with her cats

Children run and laugh and play Even in their shortened day A soft dry breeze Threatens all the crumpled leaves As Winter slowly makes its mark

As she sits here all alone, Thinking of you coming home She wishes the door would open wid… And you would just step inside She has not faced that dreadful

Dark clouds are gatherin’ The wind begins to blow. Birds startled, begin flyin’ There’s goin’ to be a storm she kn… It’s getting dark, the clouds cove…

Just sitting around with nothing t… Her man’s gone fishing, the kids a… She has all her chores done, That suits her just fine, because— IT’S AUCTION TIME.

As a petal of a flower floats in t… They wonder where it is going, and… It has its own special destiny, Its own special future. But where it ends up,

Don’t lollygag, scalawag, scurry o… Your mama is waiting. You’ve tarr… The loblolly pine branches tap a t… You’d best get on back 'cause you’… The scuppernong stain 'round the r…