As he walks, alone, wondering Not knowing where Approaching a fine strong frame So new, Standing alone Waiting for someone to cross.

It was Quick! and It was Sudden! Their hearts were a breakin’ Their eyes were a floodin’ They’re Gone, but not forgotten! Soon there will be rejoicing

...She gazed out her window there’… Drifts on the stair. With her nos… Time as a child, oh how she though… Christmas comes to her mind, full… The house is all deckled with tins…

She was a gift to you America, fr… In celebration of the 100th annive… She came to you in a battleship, i… You built a pedestal for her, so s… You lit her torch and gave her a s…

You once told her Romance isn’t out there That her search would be An effort in futility. Well, she had to prove herself rig…

How he misses you cousin Krystal,… How he misses you cousin Krystal,… His mother says in this old world… But now he knows all too well, he… Yesterday he made something, he wi…

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

Misconceived, She was misconceived A mother grieved... And she is left without Still searching for a safe

Deep in the woods, The snowy, frozen woods, With its beckoning trees, Shrouded with a thick lace of snow… There goes a wind,

Women warriors laboring over hot o… Boiling their bras in the pots. They are the witches of their own… Dancing to the flute caressing the… Feeling the heat of their lives,

“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…

She longs for spring In waiting to see What her garden will bring Tired of seeing trees Without leaves

The eyes are a deep set brown The nose lies flat across the face… The eyebrows are in question form As she critiques the form before h… The image seen

Come the night on velvet wings, Ephemeral chorus rings. Melodic silence fills the calm, Awaits the mist-like rays of dawn. Tranquil beauty of the night

She loves to look at old things And remember times gone by; A rhinestone pin, a filled dance c… Or Grandpa’s bow tie. Old photographs, a handkerchief,