Slight
strip of...
Grandparents are a special gift
in life that we receive...
Your heart is love, its intensity without measure...
Your heart is beautiful, the rarest treasure...
I bet i can paint a pretty picture
with the words i can never find...
Our stories are forever etched in time,
like a tattoo's unique design...
I don't believe in whispers, space or time
life is a lie but it's euporic and deep...
When it comes to life, the critical thing is...
Baby Kohen...
I write this poem free from my heart..
For my beautiful baby girl...
Man, you only choose the right way for your lives
when your wrong ways appear to be crowded...
This town has got me hung up on strings
I'm like a puppet hanging in the wind...
The roses are not enough to pay homage
on your Seventy Fifth birthday...