My poor old shattered heart
It has weathered much abuse...

I sit staring at those dreary skies
It's such a tender shade of grey...

It's not her happy tears that fall
Or even those excited ones at all...

A heart and A violin
Have tightly strung strings...

I wanna write the deepest poem
One that really makes you think...

She's more than a person
My heart and my soul...

Poets need their space
That white fiber paper...

A bond among two
That's made for life...

Time only flies when you leave it's cage door open...

Yes you and me plus
Both of our two hearts...

The leaves on her branches
They hang there so loosely...

Dedicated to Gary (Hammer) Hodges!!! 1966-2016
I'm so thankful for all the time...