I planted the worlds last flower
In the garden by the brook...

I lied when I said I didn't care
Before you walked away...

I borrowed your old picture
I just couldn't help myself...

Well I wrote a poem about my wife
But she said, "If you post it you die&quot...

A poem is a song that our souls need to sing
Written to the music our emotions bring...

I was going to write a sad poem
But my nephew shot himself...

You never choose to be a poet
The words somehow choose you...

Today I saw a diamond cry
For your beauty stole its shine...

In a brand new box of crayons
A love begins to sprout...

We buried a muse the other day
For a poet laid down his quill...

I wish I knew where tears come from
The eyes are where they show...