These hands of mine, are worn and done
the math they held, was more than some...
Between her snoozes and sneezes,
she’d knit me through her coughs and wheezes...
"I play this trumpet so I can comfort
those in court who can but frown...
Just like the moon and sun
that paint over one another...
Beneath you as you sleep
a ship floats in your aura...
For 7 years, we had a blast
And now my tears, their flow won't stop...
And if someday
My sons ask...
you were too big for me to warm you,
so you had to let me go...
When I implied to my mother that I had been...
I replied, with my victim mentality, “Right...
Under a shadow
and the rooster’s crow...
Well, since you ask, I’ll tell you how, for...
this ring has been worn, or one just like it, on...
Dedicated...
If I had wings, I thought...