Pain cuts, The jagged edge of an Ache in her throat... Makes her hurt; As she begins to feel

Your eyes close And Thoughts fill your head Of A pure and simple innocence

She gave birth to five children an… Then her first child was born and… She was named Jennell all beautif… She shook at the thought that she… Then Jade came along in her arms…

He wondered her in all her moods And in her sweetest hour When first the icy snow would melt And wake the waiting flower. She covered him in the heat of noo…

She saved her visits for late in t… After the fields had been mowed, The chores completed and supper ea… The last clean dish put away. They would sit on the porch

As he sits out by a pond he came t… That he has mastered both body and… On that night he looked for a plac… Where they cared not for beauty an… When he emerged into the night,

She opens your creaky door, And walks across your noisy floor. The wind is blowing the curtains i… There you are, asleep again. How could you break her tender hea…

The brightness of the waves in thu… Pushed his feelings far unto the s… As inward to the deep he made his… Living in his path, were deeds apa… As freedom rang, in hunger, of his…

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

To her grandmother, whose values Taught her well. That no matter how she hurts, to r… She never wants to sell. Though she felt at times, she was

The sidewalks glittered Like August snow that hot dawn He drove her through town Blind months of waiting broken On the bedroom floor back home.

Trembling lips come together Tongues—trepidly flicking, teasing… Saying hello. The inevitable push— The world fades away

She likes eating shoes Eights, twelves or even twos. All day long she eats, eats, eats. She eats them off of people’s feet… She can’t stand it, she’s going wi…

Aunt Maude Anderson, her Auntie, Wrinkles carved in your gentle fac… Where children’s exploring paws Once found a place— A place to feel warmth of sun and…

The wind on the sea, The bird in the air, The days are long gone From that land fair. Eagles fly high up above,