written 1999
Close your eyes and listen, To the music in your head. It sings of all your hopes and dre… The things you fear or dread. It sings of all the happiness,
Weeping eyes tears lost love Reminiscing brilliance a morning d… Sorrow filling a lonely void Caressing thoughts of yesterday Sunshine weeping grass glittering…
Days in school were very hard. Ways to make him “right”, they tri… Wrong, is how teacher said he wrot… Long hours they drilled on change. Hide his talent, was all he did;
She loves to look at old things And remember times gone by; A rhinestone pin, a filled dance c… Or Grandpa’s bow tie. Old photographs, a handkerchief,
The helpless newborn baby cries. Distraught his mother weeps. Adoption separates their bond That they may never meet. The birth mother ever grieves her…
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…
The thin little girl had very curl… She had been alone all day which w… Other young ladies had sisters and… But her mother had died leaving ju… Her tired arms rested on the old p…
Hate surrounds their lives. It is in what they say or do. She doesn’t relish living this way… ...How about you? There must be something they can a…
“You know the old saying,” he said… “The sparrows flock together, the… Then he turned to her and asked wi… “Which are you? The sparrow with… The beautiful beak?”
Her gramma was the very best... pa… Life long test. The strength in her she wishes she… Life long test. But through the tears, she can pla…
They stand together—those three, Like the birch, clumped outside he… Joined by a common root. Different; yet the same Bent by winds of time and
There are times her memories fade… She almost forgets the pain. Of watching you fight with strengt… She feels her life’s in Vain. If only she could explain the Lov…
Still water in the beaver pond Songbirds tune to a trumpeter swan Willow waves like a maestros wand Ol’ Chickahominy sings her song Big ol’ bullfrog singin’ bass
She heard your voice the other day… Though she knew you were miles awa… She started to harmonize like she… And all at once she started to smi… You were singing Summer Time in a…
She’s having her party early Today Otis Cornelius Skinner’s away She’ll play with her dogs She’ll play with her cats