After twenty years
I see it very clear
I picked the right girl
No others even close
I have the right to boast
She's so right for my world
I made the right choice
Two human hearts rejoice
That she became my fate
I'm glad I took the chance
To ask for that first dance
That we still celebrate

I cannot replace a loss like Kathy

Who inspired my world of rhyme

Who encouraged my neatest metaphors

And urged me take the time

She cheered me to the loftiest

And made me reach plateaus

I never even knew before

I'd have the will to go

She was a poet and an angel

This human in disguise

She touched my life and made me see

A world beyond my skies

She kept my quill original

And made my words more wise

She'll come by I know she will

Each time my fire dies


Copyright Louis Brown

Time goes backward

When I pass

Old sites I recollect

Where fantasy

And memory

Will somehow intersect

Should I still stretch

For new proverbs

And hope they never age

Thought old truths fade

Each epoch's dawn

And worms digest each page

STILL A CLIMBER

He might have quit

Like a broken man

But climbed quite high

With just one hand

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BLOODED, NOT BOWED

Blooded and battered

From the grenade's strong impact

Some might have retreated

But with courage intact

He rose from the ashes

To face whatsoever

Stronger at heart

Taller than ever

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THE MAXIMUM SOLDIER

Bury your losses

They have no more uses

Shrug off the damage

And give no excuses

Push past your limits

Where guts are demanded

In the heat of the battle

Heroes are branded

It was a long long ride
To Carrollton, Georgia
From Bad Hersfeld, Germany
Where I started from
Does she smile the same smile
I fell in love with
There's  been longer spaces
Between our communiques
Before leaving Bremerhaven
And making that ten day ocean trip
I still missed the warm closeness
Until the last phone call
She told me  she wanted one more fling
One more so she could squeeze
The last sweet drop from college life
Before we went on the marriage tour
Where she longed to make
All we could of another day
Ringing out our church bells    
But I felt a little cheated
For her to have a relationship
And me to feel the anguish
To always  wonder why
She couldn't hold on
Just one more whisk of time
Still it's so poetic in its justice
That she'll see no one here
To say goodbye to

Tomorrow's still a hill to climb
My new loves fade and die
They're so much like the seasons
Just hello and goodbye
But I can still remember one
Through yesterday's old mist
The love that time cannot erase
The sweetest on the list.....

I remember you so many hearts ago
I can't give up the dream we used to know
Other hearts that I have touched were easy come and go
But I remember you so many hearts ago

I loved it when your lips were mine
Your shadow on my wall
When I pulled you close to me
I know we had it all
I never can forget you
I tried in every way
I find that each tomorrow
Begins with yesterday

I remember you so many hearts ago
I can't give up the dream we used to know
Other hearts that I have touched were easy come and go
Oh, I remember you so many hearts ago

Copyright Louis Brown

Her boy went off to war and died
     A long long time ago
Now nameless under foreign turf
     She half forgets it's so


Out in the yard an old chain swing
     Still holds a rusting board
And with each gentle breeze that blows
     Swings of its own accord


On sunny days she sits alone
     And peers at empty air
Without regards to laws which say
     That no one could be there
    

As though she still can hear a shrill
     Of laughter from the swing
She smiles toward the swaying board
     Immune to time's swift wing

Once I dreamed of a future heaven
Where all the angels since creation
Joined together and offered each spirit
One wish upon the podium of the mightiest kingdom
And I chose to focus the great spotlight
Across the massive audience of faces
I shined my light over many turning heads
Until I found her there shy and selfless
This gentlest and most angelic creature I could imagine
We hugged for long moments and I took her  to  the front of God's witnesses
This mother who made my life something of worth
Who never forsook me through all my years on earth
Making sacrifices for me every breath of her life
Performing countless expressions of love.....
And I wanted her to know what she meant to me
So when we finally arrived back at the podium I bent my knees
To the most unassuming soul in all creation
I respectfully shouted to God far up and behind the podium
Please bless this dear most kindest spirit that clay ever wore
The only one who would have given her life for me
Because she did...she did...My God...This Mother did!!!
And God came down to the little angel at His feet
He took his forefinger and lifted up her chin gently
And gifted her with the whitest wings within the crowd
Then mother smiled and looked so proudly at me
She put a hand on my shoulder, looked up to God
Thank you, My God, thank You and bowed again
And all the angels marveled at the tear on God's cheek
Rolling down His cheeks as the choir sang so beautifully
And it would be a day never to be forgotten in Heaven

Passion is born
From chemistry
And the human touch
Combine that with love
And you're off
In a rush
Such desperate haste
When passions connect
Climbing to pinnacles
So sweet
To collect

Who is that in my old easy chair
That old familiar face looks so still
Looks like me but it's not breathing
Does it mean it's time for leaving
Before my obligations are fulfilled

I woke up and realized it's just a dream
Gotta get it back together once again
I just want to keep it honest
Follow up on things I've promised
Make use of precious time to every end

Lord, I've got some making up to do
There's so many many dreams to carry thru
Let me walk this road on further
I've done so little for my brother
        Lord, I've got some making up to do

I want waste this chance to get it right
Let me live it to the fullest Lord I plead
My old pasture's looking green now
It's all ambitious dreams now
My obituary's much too soon to read
 
    CHORUS
        
        Tag:  Lord, I've got some making up to do



MUSIC BY BOBBY JOHNSON

[One of my favorite studies in human nature.  This isn't written to downgrade mankind in particular.  I find most men to be pretty good guys.  This man is a pitiful awful exception.
He also hacks PCs and ruins them for using computers for what they were invented for].  He virtually ruined my song writing business.  May plagues and pestilences follow him each day of his life.

You let me see the worst in man
The rotten in his soul
His evil just a root from hell
His center of control
I grant he does not hide it
Invites my eyes to see
The evil he is caught up in
Yet strangely happily
He spares few gifts of kindness
It stays inside to fester
He and Lucifer are friends
And work so well together
He goes to church I guess to see
Some pilgrims wear a smile
He can't assimilate such love
It's poisons his own bile
He's wickedness on man's two legs
Who'd turn all good to bitter
God sees his handiwork go forth
And now might reconsider
This cannon loosed upon the world
This creep He has created
A hemorroid of mankind
So driven,  constipated
A feces of a fellow
A buzzard full of pukey
Don't step in none on Evans Mill
That chartreuse jinx is spooky

It was all just a dream so real
that night we had such fun
I dreamed we got closer,
hanging on like one
And when my dream went deeper
The laughter went along
And soon I came to notice
the night  could not go wrong
I let ten happy fingers
go running through your hair
My appetite for you
was heating up the air
The lacy silk upon your chest
revealed a sweet outline
Where there were two impressions
I kissed one at a time
The fantasy was beautiful
That lovely night I spent
And dreams don't make you guilty
when you see the fallen tent