The words more precious
Than we knew
Now cast glances
At me and you.

Melodies through out our life
Now define our aging strife.

Endearing tunes we wished upon
Are sometimes far
But never gone.

With each year
That passes by
We'll carry that weight
And sometimes cry.

But every note and every letter
Shows us sad songs
Can make it better.

I believe

That a rock n roll band
Changed life and times
Through lyrical rhymes.

Love is still all we need
As we go about our days
Surely we can work it out
And find a tune that stays.

Across the universe
Our struggles still seem young
As for me and that rock n roll band
I'll follow the sun.

It's a world
Where the musical market
Has been saturated
In songs
By the fab four.

And I, being a super fan
Can't help but saturate it
Even more!

Not only yesterday,
But today and tomorrow,
You shall see.

Let it be.

I have something silly to say
and I am saying it anyway,
I want to tell Tiramisu
"Tiramisu, I love you."

And you may scoff at what I said,
and may not believe what you just read,
but I must confess my words are true
as my love for Tiramisu.

was grace that fed
my starving fate
and gifted treasures
on my plate
and made my being sure
and strong
to travel life
however long.
and grace stayed close
and ever dear
through every laugh
and every tear
and in the
end will carry me
to meet God in eternity.

who has a prayer
who has a care,
a prayer for you
a prayer for me
a prayer for anyone,
you see.

who has a prayer,
a prayer for
all
everywhere.

a prayer of thanks
a prayer of praise
a prayer you feel
the need to raise.

the prayer,
it's there
if, and when you have a care.

if I had a collection
of sacred things,
the concept of those "things"
would not be what
the world brings.

because sacred is holy
and sacred is promised
in hearts and souls,
where what is felt
is what it knows.

my collection would start with love,
the most sacred of all things.

we should all collect sacred things,
it seems.