Images, past smiles fill my mind
Another holiday spent alone...
My mother gave me a gift the other day.
A big old bundle she pointed to...
The eleventh day of the eleventh month,
did you at the eleventh hour stop and pay...
Remember the soldiers who have died for us,
Everyone of them do their job without a fuss...
I dont think i have the right to share this.
nor even write this kind of stuff...
Midnight lights and blueberry skies
match the smile on your face...
Midnight
Bat flight...
The three witches went walking; as the sun went...
Dragging their spell cauldron; the little black...
Eyes filled with sadness and worry
Face canvassed in wrinkles...
Of all the years that we could be,
56's the best...
An immature, young fellow.;
became strong and mellow...
And how long will it take?
how long till the under-toe stops pulling me...