Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Busy at work... making it work.

The boy is sitting almost at my feet...
toying around with his machine.
Build your computer little kid/almost a man.
I'm happy tonight... play away, parts everywhere
Busy with figuring if that will fit... will it?
Ask me questions... what's this made of?
Just a part made of metal... cold rolled.
He's a busy guy... with a whistle as he works.
I'm helping him and he's happy about it too.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

"Bedtime"

My sons, how much we always did.
The moment you were born...
all the love, so privileged, I'd give.

Times asleep dreaming through...
high above a cloud.
Eyes quivering so gently shut
next to you... I'm so proud.

Two boys astray?
kids being curious...
seeing things your way,
I'd get furious.

When the lights went out
still...
never without.
I was with you, beside you.

Times asleep dreaming through...
high above a cloud.
My dreams all of you... all I have,
all I'm still allowed.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Raining and Warm

Raining and Warm

I turned the heat up tonight.
All around... all the rain,
hey... it could have been snow.

Something tells me it's going to be a quiet night.
There's just me and the heat.
I'm going to make a cup of tea.

Fresh water coming down, it's filling up my cup.
Me, my tea...from the rain and keeping warm.
I'll be sipping sky... and feeling thoughts.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

In My Heart Tonight

There... every day, with them every night.
It's all still so clear and I am still him.
"Tuck us in."... the nightly joy... always ready.
Being fair... even steven... love each as one.
Having fun... mine my life with my sons.

Imagine this... we can do that... make it work.
Round and round building with parts... never apart.
"Poppi's boy and my Bupps... we never did too much.
As such... I find myself without them now.
They choose and so I lose... so far away...

I move on and much older now,
to live for another day.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

What is "My Boys"?

What is "My Boys"?

It's two words that will always be.
In the daytime when I'm alone,
when it's cold... it changes me.

I go from shiver to cozy...
nice and easy and my morning cup.

Those words and who they are.
No matter how tough it gets...
I see when I close my eyes,
where... I need to be.

I go from here to there...
nice and easy throughout the day.

With "My Boys" in my mind I return.
The greeting has been a changin'.
Now it's more eye to eye.
My God, they are sure a growin'.

I go from day to day... "My Boys"
nice and easy my dreams and you.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

You think with three things.

You think with three things... your mind, your heart and... your balls. If you keep your mind and heart together... you can never go wrong. But, if you allow your heart to be influenced by your balls... eventually... you're going to lose your mind.