written 1998
When she looks on the ground She sees such beautiful flowers And she thinks of stars so bright In the sky she imagined in space All the planets must be so hot
Broken hearted dreams, Crying in the night Fool hearted love, Lost within the night Broken dreams
Ear to ear is the toothless grin, Widened eyes take all the world in… Sparse fly away hair, soft on your… Alert, attentive expressions to al… Perfect little hands that grasp an…
She deeply gazes into his eyes, The eyes of a dreamer, Windows where true emotions shine… And are reflected, A golden flame from which light ra…
Retro relics Shimmer in the sun Of this open market, Hold within a chainlink fence. Warm and safe,
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
Trembling lips come together Tongues—trepidly flicking, teasing… Saying hello. The inevitable push— The world fades away
The rose is a wonder for the eye; So beautiful it could make one cry… Its petals open up in spring, The time new birds begin to sing. Its beauty is for all to see;
She strolled along a woodland path… Mother Nature had placed tiny blo… Sunlight laced the branches of the… And the dew glistened and sparkled… Wildflowers awakening as if from a…
Every now and then, When he feels like a writer... When ideas are embedded in his hea… And every which way he turns He bounces gently off the insides…
There was a time she wanted to say… Other times she wondered why So young so full of life which wil… As beautiful as the new day’s dawn She can see the end is near
Another season has come to pass; Another page in the book of her li… Too many years apart have passed b… So many harsh lessons to be learne… Thirteen years since that fateful…
That which you have stolen Is in your potent hands. You hold it there securely Not letting a pulse be spared Of the ceaseless ache of love for…
Please forgive them! They know not what havoc they Reeked on you, Their beloved, beautiful home, Now ailing and sad
She has so many penpals But they’re pretty much the same Except for their hometowns And all of their names. She has one from Italy and Berlin