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

Deep in the woods, The snowy, frozen woods, With its beckoning trees, Shrouded with a thick lace of snow… There goes a wind,

Disarray finds its grace lain upon… Hamlet, shall no one touch your sp… So shameless your name like the gl… Your purpose finds no voice, but o… Your words, misshapen, looking to…

Years ago this world was created, By a man whom they call LOVE, A perfect loving Master; For all—with him—can trod. In his image he created Adam,

It costs so little to make Some heart happy each day! Just one kind word, or a smile, A touch, a glance. You may be surprised when someone

Back roads country return to him a… Screech out and chug forward in th… Mist cling to small aimless bushes… Light in the beginning night air. Ringing crossroads show you statio…

Many miles midst misty moors men m… Marching, marching mesmerized mili… Men marching. Major murmurs memor… Messages, making mental memos, map… Moves, making modifications. Many…

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

Love of soft warm drizzly days Slowly, strolling along a quiet pi… Cloud banks cast light upon the wa… Illuminating a sea dance, then dis… Touched by pure gentle hissing rai…

Faithfulness and trust equals love… Just like Love is a dove. Be kind, gentle and true, Your days and nights will not be b… Your life together is what you mak…

They cannot hear Love’s words thr… Yet, they celebrate & try to inter… Song. Believe that without their creator… Exist.

A boy awoke All drenched in sleep Taking a glimpse Of the bitter colony Pleasant dreams

He is as black as The pupil of his eye. He is as white as The bone under his flesh. He is a one-eyed and two-faced

And when their day is done, They shall capture the splendor Of the setting sun. Such hues of peach and periwinkle Are distinctly heightened by

The Oshkosh B’Gosh overalls A trademark of your own The acres of farmland You’d always call your home You taught her “Oh Susanna”