Mentioned words in time. Confirmed. The subtlest of lies. Play the part, one man’s heart. To damn the man’s belief.

Escape from the past, To set your self free. She wonders when that time Will ever come to her. Escape from the past,

An hour of leisure in the garden Like a song expressless in words A symphony composed in heaven Sung best by soft winds and birds. Enjoy your leisure in the garden

Live for today. Come what may. No thoughts of tomorrow. No time for sorrow. Dreams come so fast.

Splashes of color, Flowery carpet, Perfectly arranged, A mighty graphic. Waters descending,

She saved her visits for late in t… After the fields had been mowed, The chores completed and supper ea… The last clean dish put away. They would sit on the porch

Once upon a midnight dreary, as he… All the multitudinous forms which… Suddenly there came a tapping, the… Had she caught him nearly napping?… Only she and no one more.

Ear to ear is the toothless grin, Widened eyes take all the world in… Sparse fly away hair, soft on your… Alert, attentive expressions to al… Perfect little hands that grasp an…

Spine of this landscape; this moun… Bathed in hot September sun Live with lizards They let her join them for a bask. She sits and savors this

“Change? Got any spare change? 10, 35, 40, 90, A dollar and 50 ce… Not bad, sometimes I get more, bu… Hey, who’s that? He looks weak an… Maybe I could help him. I’ll see…

Children run and laugh and play Even in their shortened day A soft dry breeze Threatens all the crumpled leaves As Winter slowly makes its mark

Grandma’s shawl was woolen knit And lay warm upon her shoulders It shook when grandma laughed Rose and fell when she would Breathe

“The whole of this afternoon, for… To dally among the flowers, And I shall recall some lyrical v… For these hours. Shall I tell about Helen of Troy…

Why does she cry these tears, For they belong not to her But to a child of the night. Who is this child that chooses to… Between parked cars at the edge of…

She watches a purple mountain, Silhouetted against a sky of blue, A sunset slipping behind her peaks… To signify another day is thru. The song of a lonely Bobwhite,