Beautiful, she is
At the age of 85...

There's a dream that dances
along the membranes of ones mind...

Suffocation about to take place
My friend you are face down in the dirt...

Where has my baby girl gone?
Sparkling eyes, mischievous grin...

Somewhere a clock is ticking
Calendars have countdowns...

Some may call us crazy, some may call us fools
That we feel we are in love and we are still in...

"Dream big or go home", a slogan I know...
I've chosen home for many years. I use to figure...

Another year has went by Papa
Since you’ve been long gone...

What happened to the clean looking toys?
That children played with indoors...

Here I am; a teenage girl
Wanting so badly to change the world...

I split my wrist in half today, and as I watched
the blood transcend down my forearm, I was...

Your stanzas part and as they do so,
I lean in to kiss you softly, gently...