Some Memories*

              Some Memories It was washed in sunshine And again by the summer rain Washed by the moonlight Time and time again Scrubbed by the hand of time And bathed by spring breezes Rinsed with soap and water Whenever it pleases...

Sad Thoughts Linked Together

Sad Thoughts Linked Together I hate to be trite Hate trite words and phrases To flow from my fingers And run across my pages But now and then A phrase nails me Right between the line Dividing trite and the heart Why do you hate Christmas she asked And before the...

She Cried Here*

SHE CRIED HERE It was not a long trip A little over an hour Through the countryside Fields and farms For me it was a nice drive Through the country But for her it was so much more For her it was going home Coming home A phrase I only understood Through what it meant...

Not Sometimes

Not Sometimes Sometimes I’d like to run away Not from just here And there But run away From Me Run away from all The pieces and parts Of me No Part of this is a lie A word not true Sometimes Sometimes mfm 28 Dec 83 12:51 AM Home Houston...

Kathys

Kathys Don’t fall in love with Kathys No matter how Bright their eyes may shine Those eyes will probe and find Every secret you’ve ever hidden Kathys just aren’t like those With other names They have a secret ingredient A surprise in every package...