The Warm Goodbye


Saying what you want to hear
Always confuses me
Turning shivers to fear
Something (even) a child shouldn’t see

Breaking apart
For some, it’s so easy to do
After I’ve given you my heart
I see the difference in You

Please say, Hello
to our Warm Goodbye
Try not to let me fall too low
I may not be able to reach the sky
Please say, Hello
before you pass me by
It’s not all my doing though
If only you’d ask me why

Tears they fall off my pillow
Onto the bed sheets and into my hands
Wanting you to water my weeping willow
So the other flowers cheer in the stands

Tell me that you still love me
Say it soft and with a wink and a smile
I pray that my eyes don’t fail to see
the joy I gave you for a while

The Quiet Neighbor


Smile...Smile...Smile ;-)!

 

They go back and then forth

 

Not that they come and go

 

Statement of some status

 

What do they know

 

that others don’t

 

No slamming doors

 

They do their chores

 

And they are one the same

 

Smile when you speak

 

Gentle wave flies

 

Their car wreaks of silence

 

What do they know

 

that others don’t

 

A reality show for Freud

 

If only that man knew
Einstein did know

 

Theory of relativity they gel

 

They mesh

 

Following their own lead

 

Marching to their own beat

 

Round and round back and forth

 

They make you see

 

What you want to

 

Yet they don’t change

 

When you see one

 

they are still one

 

More meek than mice

 

Ah, that’s so nice

 

What do they know

 

that they won’t show

 

Is there an afterglow

 

in their money honey?

 

If they ever need a favor

 

How can you judge

 

their peace

 

their love

 

their devotion

 

their emotion?

 

Them two

 

As one

 

 

 

 

What I Care About


What’s better than sibling rivalry

When it provokes pride

Even a follow-up telephone call

Keeps the connection alive

Remembering that you started

This crusade when you went off

To garner knowledge to share

Whoever left

It’s as if they didn’t

And here we are

Still functioning

Secretly the pride is still there

Caring for our own

Our own-selves

As they should

As we should

Then again the

Tone supports the next generation

Into our round circle

Even one of them has to be

The center

And that’s okay

For there is still someone

To look forward to