We put on our
happy faces...
It's so easy
To be who you were...
Maybe someday you just won't matter anymore
Maybe my stomach, head and heart won't convulse...
I see the dormice
scurrying home...
In the quietness,
I could hear my peace of mind screaming words...
Medley Of a Heartache
Ascend the summit...
Me wonders how the years
have been flying with no wings...
Before you sleep or close your eyes,
let's come outside to watch the fireflies...
Many memories
Of hot cocoa and sweaters...
Dear
if you want fame...
Your river flows throughout this lovely country
past the humble home residing on its banks...
She dropped me off
with my luggage in hand...