In the old neighborhood Ms Martha owns an old stone home The grandest made of granite and s… Tall white pillars Long wide windows and
Rain is falling down Thunders crashing all around Nevertheless Don’t stress Turn the lights down low
Time is just the tide The ebb and flow flowing The breath of the season blowing
The right song The right tune Solace of symphonies The illuminated path To the moon
In the middle of the night Spooked scared I’m full of fright By the night owls Lonely wolves
En Route En route’ Life aint nothing But a Traffic jam
Within the confines Of tortured souls Ancient lies Fester
The moon glows Upon my mind Alone is the pain of yesterday —I let her go The twilights glow
Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens
Once alive yet never dead Children’s spring summertime laugh… In the air and skies overhead Omnipresent love Sunshine and breezes
Sound bites the dust Dreamy starshine Sunshine burst births lovely green…
My main squeeze Saturday afternoon Weekday bruises Never gone too soon Over yonder
Olde flames Mere dreams Sparks poppin Crackling Into the skies
Quiet silhouettes Silencing an aching mind Between eyes not yet blind Within window quarters Along sides
Liquid Soul Liquid soul oozes thru The blues man’s tunes His Raspy bellowing voice Reverberating