To her grandmother, whose values Taught her well. That no matter how she hurts, to r… She never wants to sell. Though she felt at times, she was

He lies on a pillow of dreamless n… In a bed of damaged feelings. He sleeps in a room of forbidden t… In a house of bungled dealings. He lives in a town of lost hopes,

The little one never forgets to st… And pick flowers for a pot To give someone very special indee… Whether it be all bloomed out or j… They clutch them in their little h…

A star named Nicholas hangs in th… See it brightly floating by. Tiny light high up above. A reflection of your family’s love… Twinkle, twinkle through the night…

As a petal of a flower floats in t… They wonder where it is going, and… It has its own special destiny, Its own special future. But where it ends up,

They say the truth will come to yo… And he’s going to tell you about s… Almost any soap opera or any popul… Now, he know she hated him but he… Yes, she was the love of his life—

Oh Gloomy Death! Knocking on the door Piercing the sinews of her heart Tearing her soul apart Then, beckoning her slowly...

Wearily subsided in his chair As he plays Music, flowing through lined walls As he furiously knocks upon keys Oh, hopelessly he is caught

Why can’t times be like they used To be, when words were easy, and Love was free? She loved you, and you loved her.… Hearts together, meant always to b…

The helpless newborn baby cries. Distraught his mother weeps. Adoption separates their bond That they may never meet. The birth mother ever grieves her…

She opens your creaky door, And walks across your noisy floor. The wind is blowing the curtains i… There you are, asleep again. How could you break her tender hea…

What did they pay for this rainbow… Here on their high plateau? Aching lungs and the northwind’s s… And drift upon drift of snow. What was the price of this jade gr…

They stand together—those three, Like the birch, clumped outside he… Joined by a common root. Different; yet the same Bent by winds of time and

Woman who watches Her life from the sidelines Pleasing but empty A tearjerker sometimes— But after the show,

She has so many penpals But they’re pretty much the same Except for their hometowns And all of their names. She has one from Italy and Berlin