A hand carved stone, an inscriptio… A name that could barely be read, A soul that once loved this earth Lies resting in this earthly bed. Perhaps there once flowed royal bl…

What’s going on? Instead of better It’s turning wrong. It’s every day Cain kills Abel, For less than colors

Years ago this world was created, By a man whom they call LOVE, A perfect loving Master; For all—with him—can trod. In his image he created Adam,

When she looks on the ground She sees such beautiful flowers And she thinks of stars so bright In the sky she imagined in space All the planets must be so hot

Her son left home again today. He spread his wings and flew away On a sleek and silver jet that Became a speck in the blue sky Seconds after it lifted

Roses are read and violets are blu… She hopes she can be part of a cou… It’s been 20 years from the day of… Shhh... listen, mute the TV. There’s no one here, as you may se…

She likes eating shoes Eights, twelves or even twos. All day long she eats, eats, eats. She eats them off of people’s feet… She can’t stand it, she’s going wi…

A father’s love is special, it is… It isn’t earned and can’t be bough… Through childhood scrapes and tear… Through teenage years boys and dat… Had she listened to your wisdom in…

He wants what you want, their face… He can’t understand you Why put him down He started his life at the tender… You started in your youth

He wonders now and quests in vain At two or three or four, Before the dawn has lit the pane Or crept across the floor. Is time a rose that plays them fal…

Darkness, darker Waning noon, sounds Night’s scent pervades Calling loneliness, Surrounding.

Dark clouds are gatherin’ The wind begins to blow. Birds startled, begin flyin’ There’s goin’ to be a storm she kn… It’s getting dark, the clouds cove…

You are the life blood of her livi… The breath she breathes each day. The sunshine of her sorrows. The rainbow of her cloudy days. Her darling there is none like you…

Life is a song, That has lyrics that don’t make se… It ends abruptly with no warning. Death is a subject, Easily touched upon, but it never…