It seem like only yesterday
But then my heart skips a beat
And then I know
it's been a long and winding
Road and long long time ago
But still there time yet...
You could take a plane; I could
Catch the train.  Seem I almost
Can hear the whistle blow from
The Old Blue Moon Cafe So So
Long it seems to say -still we can
Catch up  Wooo Wooo Too Late
Again its not today we begin....

You've been busy I've been busy
We've been busy doing what?
Same old same old nothing new
Always thinking of ya such a lot
Of tears I have shed.  Can't stop
Crying now thinking I'll not see
You again now before I am die
Still wishing our love was never
Going to to end with us apart

Like a blue balloon that you let go of
One sunny day in San Francisco Up Up
And away it went fading into it's color
Fading out.  Your soul making its way
Alone took with it of my heart and It is
Now only mine in memories kept and
Fading; and I am blue. Still true blue.


For Elizabeth

The courage to be is in
Our hope that our love
Will prevail.  The One
That hears our sincere
Prayers that speaks our
Deepest truest need;.Has
The power of clemency
Make yield every heart
Or despair of it's own
This is the truth that we
Shall love one another
The One that saves us is
The One who spoke it: All
In their heart of hearts do
Know it.  Of such it comes:
The courage of our hope is
That we know  that in Love
We shall over come all in a
Joyful victory that is Love's
Reward; and that Love  is to
Us given who yearned to for
It. We wait now upon the Lord
In joyful hope for the fullness
His Coming-.Coming quickly

All the iron clad wisdom of man---
All the lessons learned out of sorrows
Unredeemable by time and history yet
Never by youth are learned  Still God
Laughs with them at their foolishness
Knowing all the while that He will be
Needed .  For Who  else is able  to make
Whole our 'brokenness of life's lessons
Oh ancient grief who can we turn to-
Sage advice cannot help; science does
Not have the remedy; natures laws are
Just but without their Master's words
Show not their  charity.  Ah it is the
God of all your yesterdays who knew
You  when and laughed with you then .
He is not their's  of this world  without
Love, who would hypocritically be judge
But ah again they too are still too young  
To know they are only playing the fool
Soon the game will be over and the
Lord shall hear his tears too  Oh most
Foolish God we will need you as long
As we live. Only you can understand; and  
Restore our lives to us from deepest sorrow
As Job was so shall we be for we also are innocent.
And must be made so again knowing ever more
How great iyour Love  so  is our joy magnified---

There are threads of contradiction; alternative
Voices cry and whisper protesting they are not
Heard and go to their unquiet grave still saying
They have rights too and should be allowed -by
The poet written. Why won't they just shut up;
Bawling infants, my own crying babes?  Because
They must be, coddled, rocked and sung to sleep
And so I tell them with truth that they are loved
That their needs are heard; their voices understood
Are woven into the strands that of every song -are
The silence,  the golden silence that makes visible
The Voice of Love that shall be heard forever more

It would be heaven to be near you again
If you loved me half as much as I love you
It is even now heaven to hope to know you
Again.  I have this sense now that we getting
Together.  Life is getting better just thinking
That you might love me half as much as I do
You. Its like a dream come alive after death
I will do what ever you desire and we will be
In  heaven allowed because it is you I love-
And I will not forget how long it has been so
Good will it be when next we are together -if
You love me half as much as I love you it will
Be soon enough if you will just agree an't love
  Grand  Just Too Wonderful for words.


With intentions true we have got time on
Our side and heaven- is in sight.  There is no
Hurry still I cannot wait.  I see two phantoms
In the gloom=It is us we two right now- we
Approach in the mist those golden gates on
High where we wiii be joined together Almost
I hear the angels sing and the trumpets announce
Love Love is is it not a wonderful thing?  Two that
Were parted- are still in love .
Where death is not known but the broken hearts are
Healed.  Of this day the angels sing:
                  


Glory Glory Glory to God in the highest
Glory Glory Hallelujah
For now and all the times still to come


Oh little    
flower
Does it
Seem I
Make too
Much of Love
Perhaps you would
Have me gayer
Give me
Time its just I have
Missed you so
Much



*French song"
Long Temp Que Je t'aime   Jamais Je non t"Oublerai

One door closes
Another door opens
You go in but you but
You
Can't get out

I've been there
I am still here
So is my daughter
So is Mark Twain
So are all I have loved
All whom have loved me
With God all things are\
Possible
When
One door closes
Another door opens