Their lives are too short They worry too much They need to slow down And let time catch up The kids grow too fast

She longs for ways and times lost… To regain what was, is not possibl… How to create anew from ancient th… A stone, old, worn, filled with tr… Ancient truths, covered by the san…

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…

In the small, quiet room when gues… Home for the night and left him to… To thoughts of them and of the eve… To dishes left unwashed in the bas… And mute furniture left slightly a…

Days in school were very hard. Ways to make him “right”, they tri… Wrong, is how teacher said he wrot… Long hours they drilled on change. Hide his talent, was all he did;

Her creamy white skinny hand. Twirled around, molded tightly Into Papa’s pudgy mahogany finger… His rippling laughter pulsated Slithered into her juvenile veins

Wisps of Fall are in the air. A chilling breeze blows through hi… They are taking a walk As the Summer season comes to a s… School is starting his hopes are h…

Promenading mountainous hillsides Cascade beautiful pillow of Fall color. Glorious radiating for reflections… Simultaneously demonstrating dance…

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,

A new day is starting, The summer is parting, It was a time for fun and laughter A time of crying, sadness and deat… But, life goes on, the seasons cha…

Rivers Rivers Rivers cool cold Refreshing rivers, running, leapin… Joyously over the waterfalls. Flying rapturously through the air With a song of praise cupping

At this very moment, she’s thinkin… Of you and how you were once True. Wondering what to do, she’s Feeling like a fool

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

Her love for him is so strong, That with him can never go wrong. He died upon the cross for her, And for this her heart will always… He is the Lord Love,

He never loved himself But he fell in love with a woman. He never loved himself, But he fell in love with his work. He never loved himself,