" I wanted you forever, like the wind.
Never to think our book would come to an end.
Certainties at times can't be understood,
we make it our best to try.
It begins to hurt so bad i start to question why?
To have so much joy, and showing how much we cared.
Then came your last breath, i'm left now with only what we shared.
Thinking of all the time we spend.
I can only wish to have them back again.
Never to look into your eyes, never to see you smile.
Did you hear me when i said goodbye?
Memories now follow me throughout my days.
places we both visited, a shadow replaces you as it leads me to stray.
Though i am at peace. I do know where you are.
The comfort  is relaxing when i look up, and place you above the stars.
My eyes now come to a close as i visualize your smile.
I only wish i knew, is if you heard me when i said goodbye."

"Scattered memories fill the visions in my mind.
What one person can remember, can it leave the
other blind.
Does she feel the way i feel when approaching
lands, and sights that were a beautiful part of us?
Does she still hold on to the laughter
of the good times that have passed?
I put aside the painful times feeling it's the right
thing to do.
Wasn't hard, they were so few.
Memories are the hardest.
They pop up everyday.
Where ever i go i see a photograph of us, in
the city, or here as i sit by the bay.
Does she think of me as i think of her?
"Does She?"

"Do you remember yesterday? Only
when we parted.
It's all been fuzzy and white, as if a cloud
came down upon me.
Walking around in a maze, like a confused
little mouse searching for the cheese.
Yes i do remember yesterday as my heart
bled tears of our joyful past.
How we once ran through open fields
of flowers with the colors of the rainbow.
Now i walk alone with the color gray
by my side.
Conversations, and laughter has come to
an end.
Only the sounds of your shoes as they
walked away on the cobblestone street.
Yes i do remember yesterday."!!!!

"My dreams are vivid, you are there.
I'm in love with you once again.
Allow me to stay in my sleep. Allow
me to go on.
I see you clearer then before, i'm afraid
to blink.
I walk closer to you. Please don't vanish.
Your reaching your arms to me, i need
to feel your flesh.
My heart is pumping faster then ever
before.
I reach for you, and we touch.
My head rests on your left shoulder, as
yours rests on mine.
I remember the fragrance of your body.
I take it in with my deepest breath.
I let it out, and your gone.
I awake, with the fragrance of you lingering on."

"I sit in despair,  looking everywhere.
Your no longer there.
The tears are upon me, yet
you know where to find me.
It's not fair that this love i have for you
lingers only in me, taken quickly as a leaf
falling from it's tree.
The pain never subsides, because of
dreams that seem so alive.
Your with me when i sleep, alone when i awake.
Taking days, day by day, until the lord has me to take."

"So many years there was a fullness in
the air.
A home full of love and laughter that
we all did share.
My home is now empty.
All have left on there own.
The "Empty Room" is full of chairs,
where laughter sat in, but now is gone."

"What looks, and stares have you when
the homeless appears?
Does your eyes quickly turn away as
if they don't exist, or give a helping hand
of care?
The long hair bearded men with leather jackets hopping of their
Harley's as you cringe in fear.
Suddenly you notice the writings on their backs.
(We Ride For Jesus, Helping The Meek & Mere)
These are just a few that are unruly judged.
Still a bit too many in the field of grudge."

"I met  a woman in my dream.
She was "Faceless".. She was beautiful."

"I sit, i think as each day goes by.
Your here, your near with so much to say.
Silent conversation fills my mind.
Words spoken softly, with your mouth, and lips of a dusty dry.
I would offer you a liquid to moisten them for you,
rather a kiss is born, as i hoped for too.
We are far, but so close, yet i feel your hand in mine,
but not feeling your flesh, seems like a horrid crime.
A breeze comes in from the east,
the location of where you live.
The fragrance of the Jersey Shore surrounds me
on that day we drove to our secret abyss.
An unforgettable day will soon be replaced,
as for now this distant relationship will end,
then again we become face to face."

"It feels just a little better now that i'm holding your hand.
The pain i once had is now living in another land.
A land so far away that you wouldn't be able
to hear me calling your name.
Yes it fells much better now that you gave me your hand.
I should of bought you flowers, i should of
opened your doors.
But with society's rules for a man
i was carried away so not to break it's laws.
man goes through life being the first one
out the door.
With you following behind, and me with no
intention of giving you more.
Until the day when i turned, and you weren't there.
My body slumped  over with a feeling i never possessed.
It was "FEAR".
"FEAR" of you no more was like waking from
a bad dream.
A dream that would never come true, because
of the love i know of now to give to you.
Yes it is much better that we again hold hands.
For now when i call your name,
together we will both visit beautiful lands."

"The day after the storm i went for
a ride.
What i was about to find stole my heart.
Eight inches of snow didn't stop this
little man.
Walking step by step with a little American
Flag in his tiny hand.
I pulled over on the side of the road
about fifty feet from another.
His mother allowed him to go alone paying
his respects to a soldier.
It was his Father who laid in the cold grave
that gray sky winter morning.
His tiny "Footsteps In The Snow" where made
behind him, and his destination were just
a few feet before him."

A well dressed man holding
the classy lady's hand, walks in Paradise.
So he thinks.
Head up high he's visited by a passerby, as she holds
an empty cup in the direction of his blind eyes.
His lady looks over her shoulder to witness the
young, and homeless cry.
She breaks away leaving him stunned.
His rich heirs can't explain what he has done.
The crying young girl weeps no more.
The classy lady holds her in her once emptied arms opening
a new door, as they both take "Footsteps Into Paradise."...

" Every time i think of you, it's hard to catch
my breath.
The bitterness that's branded in me, i lost all
kinds of respect.
Seeing you with another man, looking at him
as you once looked at me.
It will forever be a picture in my mind, probably
until eternity.
It all started with a smile, and how much i made you laugh.
Where in the world did i go wrong?
Was it a matter of just going to fast?
It's a shame that you could never answer my questions, you
made a choice to hop into his car.
You saw me running to you, as you both left
that bar.
I prayed that he would stop, knowing then that
i knew the score.
Only to be woken up in the middle of the night
with non-stop knocking at my door.
So here i kneel upon your grave talking to you
in a whisper.
Praying to my Lord, while  here on His earth He
will teach me to become a forgiver."

"His eyes had opened into such a darkness.
Miles, and miles of silence filled him within.
Thought's of the unimaginable started to begin.
Creations were his visions,
as he struggled with a deep sense of loneliness.
A star became his light, but seemed a bit to dim.
So millions were added with his frown becoming a grin.
The powers were felt with his planets becoming land.
So beautiful, but alone, is when he created woman, and man.
He placed them in Paradise, and set them on their way,
to learn the meaning of Love as they lived, and played.
Many creations were followed from his Masterful thought's.
Yet, so much of his beauty created humans have lost.
We too are lonely, and seek what God has done.
To make the best of companionship we all win,
and God has won."......

" I knocked at your door,
i was asked not to come back anymore.
I broke his little girls heart.
No time to explain what drove us apart.
I fled quickly due to the anger in his eyes,
his harsh tone of voice as you looked from your window,
and me waving my goodbye's.
Running to  my home feeling safe in my room.
A framed picture of you on my wall.
I just had to make a call.
A desperate need to unleash my sorrow
to mend the heart of his baby girl.
The third ring he picked up, and said, "hello"
I replied "Sir, it's me Angelo."
"Please listen to my explanation, it's one to be heard.
To belittle your daughter in our childish crowd, as she ran away
i brought the bully to the curb.
A lesson was learned here, and only good comes out of bad.
I was part of that terrible act.
My apologize's from all, for we all hold the feeling of sad."
She will be protected by me when she's out of your company.
Cause the picture of her on my wall means a great deal to me."...

"My Grandfather sits in the corner as the
party is going on.
No one to talk to. No one to explore his
past years, and his hidden charm.
Sipping his glass of red vino, i vision as
he once sat on the streets of Italy with his Family, and
friends.
I can hear the sounds of the Mandolin as he makes
his move on the checker board under the shady tree.
I drew closer wanting to know more of this Family Monarch.
So many untold stories that he may want to talk about.
As i approached he turned to me calling out my name with
a question. "Ah, Michael. Are you having a good time?
I answered. "No Grandpa, but with you i'll be fine."
We spoke all about his past, and Oh how we laughed.
Tears began to develop from his eyes, I asked. "Grandpa why
do you cry.?"
He held my hands. He kissed my cheeks with a reply."It's been
a long time that i sat with someone who is interested with my
life before i die."

"Lately it's so hard to awake
Knowing your no longer there beside
Me to feel my ache.
Trying to close these eyes of
tears, it's then when you automatically appear.
I question. Is this a dream,
Or a torture ?
A punishment for the Times
I faltered.
The sun has again filled the
green hills where we once spent
So much time, but in
the distance clouds of gray
Will consume the day, and
leaving me speechless with nothing more to
say."

"Whispers of your love in
her ears.
Toasting your champagne glasses
For the New Year.
Catching her smile while she's
asleep.
Kissing her tenderly, then a
Love pinch on her feet.
Walking out of your room
you take a second glance. you
See your Love,thinking only of
romance.
Your day begins as you close
the door.
Yet she's with you in heart yearning
For more."

" Here we are Father, here we are.
Lifting up our hands our flesh, our souls, only
to praise your mighty goals.
We seek your Gracious Love, your teachings, and
respect.
So "Here We Are Father forever lifting up our
Hands, and Flesh.
To worship a King, only comes once in our life.
For you are the one. Thee Almighty Christ.
So Here We Are Father, lifting up our hands, and flesh,
to the King we adore, and the sacrifice you have left.
We've become better people because of you.
This is why we surrender. To be close to you.
Here We Are Father, Here We Are."

" Are there many, or are there few?
A question iv'e been asking for this past
year knowing i have met two.
Will there be more to come? I pray that
the answer is no.
The energy i used with-in my self moved
quicker then rivers that flow.
Flowing into it's oceans, sometimes calm, but
never knowing where the tides will go.
They were both of beauty on the outside, taking
men's eyes away from the most gorgeous sunsets.
Yet their inner was empty, filled with a cold sweat.
Their Hidden Hearts were chilled, preventing me to
find.
Mine was warm, and in the open for them to see.
Even for the blind."

"You touched my fingertips.
I felt it. My heart skipped a beat.
Taking hold of my hand. It stopped.
The high school child in me embraced
the playtime once again.
Sitting on a park bench thinking of our bleachers
at the Friday night football games.
Now we cheer for the pigeons as they fight
for the bread crumbs.
It's all so beautiful, only different times.
We are here still together, that's all that really
matters.
Beautiful to reminisce, grateful that
we can.
To kiss each others lips, and start our hearts
pumping once again."

"For years i bowed before you, but never understanding why.
You were a man we all spoke of, but a part of me would run , and hide.
You've given me years of thought.
You planted me in your soil.
I began to grow. You nurtured me so.
It's never to late to eat from your plate, iv'e learned that from you.
Your teachings made me a better man, i now hold your hand.
"I Bow Before You Now."
Thinking of you always, and what you have done.
To have died for me, and my loved one's, to give up your only son.
I give my respect, and give you what you expect.
"I Bow Before You Now."....

"A droplet appears from your eye while caressing the cheek of your face.
It's presence, loved one's notice, and questions of what's taking place?
The tear knew of the problem before the questions began,
The answers locked in it's liquid, that can only be told through man.
If A Tear Can Speak many stories would be told. It's knowledge of the truth,
when lies were being sold.
When a tragedy occurs, and people are told of the news, a tear is never to speak, but only to show what comes out of being abused.
Yes we all know that a tear can't speak, but it's silence symbol
of happy or sad, when they decide to flow, soaking your cheeks."

"I Lived For My Lady, isn't that what a spouse
should do?
Keeping a smile on her lovely face, so
that i can smile too.
Life is hard enough to bring one another
down.
The secret is to keep your Flame alive that
burns deeply inside.
An elder man of fifty- nine happily married years
heard my words of years ago.
"To Love a woman as much as you love
yourself, There beholds a woman that will
give you her best."
I needed him to hear my theory of his success.
He applauded me with a smile, shook my hand, and
said God Bless.
For many years i placed her on my pedestal, Thirty-- nine
to be exact.
If i was to do it all over again, i would bring each and
everyone back.
My Lady passed away in the year 2010, but her pedestal
still stands for when we shall meet again."

"I'm sorry for all that i said.
I acted like a child, i lost my head.
Now that i feel alone, and blue,
just like you.
I'm sorry."

"Scary thoughts are entering me. I don't know
where they're coming from, nor do i know what
it is.
My stomach is bubbling like an Alka- Seltzer
Fizz.
Thoughts are racing, my mind is increasing with
so many memories of yesterday.
Will my past stop allowing me to enter tomorrow?
This i can only pray.
Strength of the mind was taught to me years ago.
Teachings from my Father, and Military gave me
a life i'm very much proud that it shows.
Then why can an invisible power try to shake
the insides of me?
Can it be a portion of being lonely that i'm
refusing to see?
I must stay active to fight back this threat.
Stay closer to Family, and Friends, that would
be my best bet."

"I see the beauty in the leafless trees.
I see the beauty in one wearing torn sleeves.
I see the beauty in the cancer child without hair.
I see the beauty in the legless man in his wheel chair.
I see the beauty in the homeless just sitting there.
I see the beauty in the humans that show they care.
I see the beauty in the fool on the hill.
I see the beauty in his heart praying to change the worlds will.
I see the beauty in all that see ugly.
I see the beauty in me that those who see the ugly, will never see ."

"It's minutes til morning, do you think of me there?
Weeks have past. To me lonely Sunrises.
And the fragrance of you no longer fills my air.
My thoughts of you are riddled, a puzzle with missing pieces.
Never knowing of your feelings, feelings joined with hugs, and kisses.
Do you think of our once upon a time kisses, our laughter behind
closed doors?
You scratching my back, Then me wanting to scratch yours.
Morning has now fully arrived.
Another lonely sunrise for me to see.
Will she ever again call?
In this moment, by any chance is she thinking of me?..
      "I WONDER"......

" A neighbor's BBQ was a bit of a bore, until
what i saw.
She had to be sent from the heavens, i even looked
to see if she had a pair of wings.
Her entrance was as if she was floating over
the blades of the freshly mowed Kentucky Blue grass.
Friends took her by the hands, and rushed her to my
side.
Laughter stood meek, and quite during the introductions
of our names.
Our distinguished guest Harry. Along with his lovely wife
Sharry Replied. " Jack, i would like for you to meet my
most resent Best Girlfriend Jill."
Now the laughter exploded.
I was taken by surprise, and could only say, "Let's go up the hill."
She took my joke well, and moved in to take my hand.
We talked for hours while listening to the late arrival of
a 1970 Soft Rock Band.
So as the old saying goes. "All good things come to an end."
As did our evening.
The months flew by so quickly. Yes she was wearing my ring.
Becoming Mr. & Mrs. truly was a terrific thing.
Having children was now on our minds, and we wanted
to do something special.
We lived up to the story book rhyme.
Finding the hill that suited us us both, had
all the beauty you can imagine.
Looking over the canyon's *****.
The time came, and there we were.
Taking each others hand as they walked up the
hill singing. "Jack and Jill are going up the hill, but
not to fetch a bucket of water."
9 months later they both sat down
holding softly their new baby daughter."

" The world is becoming one big gang.
who's side are you on?
Getting along are just two words from the past,
even they are gone.
We rush to pass another, only to meet again
at the red light.
That's followed up with a stare.
Sometimes ending in a fight.
Road Rage in every town across the entire
Universe.
Many of us are killed.
It's a total disgrace.
Once we were children respecting so much of
what the world had to give.
Running on different paths, learning
how we must live.
Some sent off to war, while others were lucky
to stay behind.
I, no was not of the lucky one's.
It was an awful time.
Now we raised Families only to see the world
falling apart.
My Daughters, your Son's with Grandchildren.
Will they be able to have a head start?
I'm all grown up, iv'e seen so much.
I'm Blessed to receive a kiss that's gentle to the
touch."
Goodnight.....

"What is it with me, yearning to make words
rhyme?
Is it an obsession, or is it a gift?
Sometimes it seems to take a heavy toll
on my life.
Sometimes it fills my lungs with air so
i can breath again.
Is it the beauty of a lyric that has lovers
cry?
Then again to bring laughter to one's
tears?
Either way it seems to comfort me knowing
that it can be a pleasure.
I'm a poet, as many of us are.
Why think "What Is It With Me"?
Simply... Just Be."

"We are not put on this earth to become failures, and you'll never be poor as long as you have a friend."

"Your lips rest upon mine, makes
me a better man.
The taste of your cherry red lipstick
makes my head swell."

" It's now Friday night i'm walking through the park
thinking how we never made it to our time of reminiscing.
I can still hear the lyrics of the  great Little River Band in our time,
and how we were living up to that moment.
Being able to look back on the wonderful years,
it only feels right when both are holding hands.
I'm now company to a park bench seeing couples
walking by.
Every once in awhile, a smile, and a hi..
Getting old is not bad at all. I live with that
each day, but being on this park bench alone
can turn the deepest blue sky's gray.
So. To all that may have heard "REMINISCING,
and in Love.
I hope that your days of "Walking through the park & Reminiscing
comes your way with a flock of white doves."....

"It's normal to see them around trash cans, dumpsters, and
decaying veggies, but mine found he's or her
home resting on my bathroom faucet.
Every morning there it rests.
To me i never felt it was a pest.
What gives me the right to judge God creations?
A category characteristic of there own.
It was not being harmful to me, yet a bit
playful i may add.
Flying in front of my mirror making sure
looking good for the day planned.
Done, it would land on my finger as i escorted
us both out into open land.
I released. Flying with freedom to the sound
of Steve Miller Band.
Doing my errands for the day i would think
at times what my simple little friend was up to.
It sometimes made me sad when i thought one day hearing
someone say."They die on the 3rd day"...
What suddenly came to me. It was the end of the 3rd day.
I awoke on the 4th. Walked slowly into the bathroom.
Looked upon the faucet. My morning companion was gone.
Living with a fruit fly maybe absurd to many, but i love all
creatures of God. To me it was full of fun, and funny."

"I looked at life yesterday, and everything
seemed fine.
I look at life today, and realize that yesterday
i was blind.
It's all for the best.
I have God taking care of the rest.
My demons have gone, probably in search
of a new born.
Defenseless and unaware not knowing the meaning
of fear.
It too will be blind until they grow, and
expand their minds.
Only to see again, the treasures that
Jesus will help you to find."

"So hard to let love go.
You try, and try, but the negative always shows.
Family, and a friend show their concern with a pat on the back,
and a voice crying out. "Don't worry it's going to be all right."
Eventually is like a clock that stopped in time.
Love is a quickly needed emotion, it's branded in the mind.
Will a heart someday come knocking at my door?
Will she have the magic that i patiently wait for?
Memories of my past will always be my present,
but can my  now present become my memories of my future?
Excuse me. Theirs a knock at my door!!

"I took you in from the cold.
Your dark blue eyes placed me
In your soul.
I was once lost, but had to
Help, and defend for myself.
That's when she jumped in
My arms, and started licking
My face."

"Lost in a thought.
Will it be tonight's dream?
A day dream has no images,
it's just a stare in the air.
The mind wonders of all past places.
Things of so much importance as
your thought races.
Will you visit me while i sleep, possibly
1:26 AM?
It's also tomorrow's date.
The day of your Birthday once again.
My thought, and dream will be complete, only
if you come to me, blowing out your candles on
the cake full of sweets."

" Hands are to hold, Arms are to hug, Lips, are
to kiss, and i have none to offer. You are truly
missed."
With Love,
Michael..

"She walked through Palestine streets of dusty dirt, and clay,
tired from the long hot days, a ******* they all say.
Living the life of sin, to her their was no other way,
until the day she met a man they called Jesus,
His love directed her to a brand new way.
A tiredness came over him, he stopped, and had to rest.
The now lady washed his feet, cleansed his body to show
a love she now possessed.
Faith was true, his kindness was sweet.
Magdalene sensed an up coming defeat.
Magdalene's Love was strong, she fought herself to let him go.
Questions of why, she would never ever ask.
She excepted to keep it in her past.
Feeling bewildered for so many years,
knowing her love for him will always grow.
Mary Magdalene loved Jesus.
And we in the world will always know."....

"I went to a club tonight, and
Wound up in a fight.
Hoping to meet a woman, it just wasn't my night.
Until i awoke from the punch.
Not knowing where i was at.
Laying on a couch, with a beautiful
Woman wiping the blood from my mouth."

"You stared in my eyes, and you melted
my heart, along with the M& M's that were
in my hand, and are supposed to only melt
in your mouth."

"People of the poor i truly feel sorry
for.
The wheel of the world keeps spinning
around, never stopping for the weak, never
listening to them when they speak.
Only the strong survive i'm so sick of
those four words.
to me it's, "Help The Weak, let's bring them
to there feet."
No, No, No say the elite. It's to much
for them to defeat.
An interference is always what they try to
avoid.
What a shame to them that people are
noted to be null and void.
Will the wheel ever stop spinning, or at
least slow down?
Or will it just keep spinning faster until
the spokes splatter all over the ground.?

"Hello" Yes it's late. No problem. Whats up? I'm okay. Don't cry, you should be happy under the Moonlight sky. You have noticed the Moon arisen?
Another night with your crying eyes
it keeps me realizing you made
a mistake leaving me.
Come over tonight with having your company
beside me.
Let us attract the Moonlight that's  burning
inside me.
Let's live our lives again of how it
used to be.
We can wish together to make it come
true.
Promise a list of things that will always please you.
Never again mention our past, to have one
life become two.
Wake up to the morning sun reflecting off
the outside boulders.
Flowing with Love as we get older.
Keeping fresh in my mind of being young,and
how i loved to hold her.
These are the things we should live for.
It's time for me to hang up this phone, and
have the Moonlight show you the way to my
home. Click. Accompanied with a dial tone."

"He came to us with the brightest brown eyes.
Cuddled in Mom's arms never thinking ever of
early goodbye's.
Living much of a sheltered life learning dad's
trade.
A table he once made that brought him
much praise.
His town was as small as the bucket of water
he would get from the well.
Knowing at a young age he had bigger plans, with
so much more to tell.
A Jewish boy with an ambition of traveling
the land.
His time had come to leave home to
become a man.
Footstep after footstep took him on a
journey that pleased him well.
People listened to his words of hope
taking their lives out of dispel.
The word went out across many villages
that a man was lifting up hearts, and souls.
A man they called Jesus. Making their
lives whole.
Miracles were performed, along with
many storms.
So many followers, yet so much doubt.
I knew this was to happen. He knew
not to put up a fight.
Torture came upon him, keeling over, then
stood up for more.
Moments later, sentenced to death, and
placing a crown of thorns on his head.
You all know the ending.
My Son died for all your sins.
As your Heavenly Father i ask only one
favor.
Please become Born Again."

Signed: The Holy Spirit!!!!
Why? Because God gets all The Glory!!!!!
Michael.....

" It's 8 o'clock AM Heavens time, my eyes see me
opening the gates to the sound of trumpets bellowing
out music i have never heard before, coming from
two magnificent elephants standing 12 feet tall.
I am to hear for the first time the words from Jesus Christ
himself.
settling in, above me are Angels with their wings spread
wide, beautiful operatic voices never heard to the ears of the world below
with feathers falling upon me like snow from the pinkish red sky's
above.
A rush comes upon me like an ocean wave hitting it's shores.
i begin to worship, praise, and rejoice for  i am about to be
in the company of "Our Savior" "Our Lord."
I look up to see his his face. it's now branded in my soul.
he reaches out, i feel his warmth even before his arms are wrapped around me so.
He speaks of his happiness toward my obedience on his earth.
going forward with a Sermon that ends asking me to go
forward now with his words." REST, AND PLAY, FOR YOU ALL
HAVE EARNED."
The wonders of Heaven that at one time i was only allowed to
dream of on earth were magnificent.
To see children and adults playing with baby  chimps, with
no fear of being hurt. Hurt was of no more.
In the distance. Behold. Lion's, and Tigers walking in peace.
Sounds of Panthers purring while our loved one's rub their backs under a shady tree.
That's where i found my Mom, and Dad.
Hugs, and the longest kisses took place, with the promise of Our Lord
that we would see our Loved one's once more.
Together we roamed through vegetable fields, and the greenest pastures
We pulled peaches, and grapes from trees, and within a second more
would quickly grow back immediately .
All the above is so wonderful for what "My Eyes See In My Mind," but
the most beautiful sight is to be a part of the "LOVE" that is in place in the Heavens above. The Love that Our Lord taught us here on His earth.
There's nothing but Love in the Heavens."

"I once passed a roach to Jim Morrison,
without the Doors ever noticing, 
under the bleaches of a High School football game
before the half time show.
A friend of mine was a witness, as Jim took a hit real slow..
I was about to reach up, and take it from him,
but he shoved it in his mouth, and smiled the biggest grin.
Upset i was, i can't say that i wasn't.
I wanted it as a souvenier, it would
make great conversation with friends in my senior year.
I questioned him. I asked. I said. "Jim why"??
With his ****** face blood shot eyes. He replied.
"Everything in this world must die."

"What do i say to you when my Someday arrives?
Should i speak of my tears, and all the nights i cried?
The world went on, as though you were never gone,
but when Manilow sings, the memories are now only mine.
I will tell you of the days after you passed away.
It left us all crippled, and the pain found it's place to stay.
The weeks, and months flew by, we stopped asking why.
Your spirit now lives on earth. Your soul above the sky's.
And when "My Someday" arrives.
I will speak. I will be their.
I will say only to you. "I love you, my dear."....