Down by the river, Where the green chilies dry, Where the peppers are sorted & siz… Down by the river, Where the herons’ dark shadows,

Upon the least well-crowded walk h… And yield to some strange influenc… Rosenthal and Rosenthal have gone… Said the name-plate upon the fast-… Tread unceasingly, citizens unknow…

Like the rivers of a long, lost wo… Tears flow. The misery of the anguished and th… The banished Relinquish their thoughts into the…

He tells the tale of the world dow… Where the ball of fires remind you… They below are well off being dead They live the death of life as the… He was the hero in the eyes of man…

Oh, but as they see just one Colorful leaf fall at a time Unbeknownst to them there Will be a two inch bed of Harvest colors come the morning su…

She eternally sleeps, Forever seventeen, In the ground Beneath Poseyville. Just a face in the crowd

Sometimes she wishes, that you cou… She wishes that you could see thro… All the glorious beauty that she c… She wishes you had, also her ears. Then you could know the wonders sh…

To be going to school, at this her… At a thirty-five! She MUST be… To have to work, work, work, And study, Oh! so hard. Where teachers, students, and staf…

Standing alone, Tall and proud A dew drop trickles across her bro… Lithely bending to the breeze, But never falling to her knees.

Gold and rosebuds! Just to name a few! And the precious sun that shines Like the early morning dew Mountains on top of mountains

The hand of hope goes the distance Gently uplifts the wildflower Firmly nudged to sway in the spiri… Wildflower unfolds gracefully Mother Earth taking hold

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

Small Precise in her hearing And seeing She asks herself how Her thoughts connect

They met in the valley far away fr… While stepping to the beat of the… Next day they caught the old horse… Water in Calico Rock and soon aft… He bolted down trail with heavy ho…

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…