When life flows
In contentment...

Like a glistening pearl, from the eye,
The tear drop slowly slid...

There was a young man named Chris,
Who went to Florida with his kids...

I am a showerhead
Standing tall and firm...

Life's door beckons,
Knock on me...

Miss I know that,
Eight times seven...

All I can give is love,
Allowing my heart to overflow...

It could be me
Who could be on TV...

Pain as a dear friend accused
For being caring...

Why can’t I say no
Is it I don’t know...

Lay your raddled head in my lap,
And rest your weary mind...

What is happiness,
Its all in the mind...