The Great Blizzard of 1947

Why I remember back in... 47... yes sir 47, when I was two years old. We had here a bunch of snow that totaled up 25 inches or so and me be'in an inch shy of two feet caused so much ruckus every time my folks took me out for a walk. I got used to it... took some time though. Eventually... it all melted.
Sixty two years later, I look out my winda this mornin'... there it is again. Shit's back... but my folks ain't here. I guess it was a good thing... ta grow up.

Starting In With Life

It's not about what you start for others.
It's about what you start for yourself.
Keep striving forward... thriving on your own.
Smile, "... hold the wheel and drive."

Cara Mia

Once again, where I sleep...
I can call it... my bed.
My face rests where yours was,
... your fragrance, still there
... your image in my head.

Stepping Aside

I need to let you know
it's time to let them go.

The world has been theirs by design.
For decades true we followed through
crossing streets holding their hands.
From the very start we walked the line.
Like birds from a nest... pass the test.

Our end is more like a new beginning.
It's a time for us to let them go.
We did our best show after show.
Now it's up to them to do the rest.

To them, we're no longer number one.
This is not so bad... so don't be sad.
Gave them all we had... wasn't it fun.
For them, their lives have just begun.
They'll be crossing streets holding hands,
walking on beaches, playing in the sand.

It's a time for us to let them go.
We did our best show after show.
Now it's up to them to do the rest.
Birds from a nest... passed the test.

It's just that time to step aside.
They'll have their own and on their own.
So we're never really waving goodbye.
For you and I... we still own the sky.

Flowers And Their Bees

One day closer to flowers and their bees... closer to warm afternoons, green leaves and their trees.
The days of trees without their leaves... like maybe they hide underground and what we see during Winter are their Summer warmed roots giving the branches a sleeping cozy, traded places break... during the frigid months above the ground. Could it be that the Autumn fall was merely an illusion to distract us from what really happens... and the spirit of the tree hides and waits for Spring like flowers and their bees.

Out Like A Light

It's 10:45.
I'm still alive.
I'm glad I can sleep at night...
so I'm going to bed.

Dreams are coming back.
I woke up last night
and looked at the clock.
For a moment I got mad
just like I always had.

It was Friday night!
"Where the hell is she?"
I let out with a shout...
"She's still out?"

Wait a minute!
What am I saying?
"I feel cozy, but...
she hates flannel sheets."
Dreams are coming back...
she's not.

I'm still alive tonight.
I'm going bed.
I'm glad I can sleep at night.
She's out, like a light.

I Think Too Much

Try to remember when you're in doubt...
you're just as far in as you'll ever be out.

Try to remember when you're about to blunder...
you're just as far over as you'll ever be under.

Try to remember when you want to be mean...
you're just as much next to as you are between.

Always remember from the very start.
When you're in love...
you're always a part even though you're apart.