He, accept the blame.
He accepts the acclaim.
But when they are terrible?
We quick to say he told us.

Has he stepped in for the Devil?

Except for Flip Wilson truth.
No one point the finger to you know who?
Somewhere, somehow, we are looking like fools.

Strange, folks, we still professing things they done.
And upon who lead the logic.

And there lies the problem.

Sounds good, when spoken?
Another man loss is another man treasure.
Or a headache.

The man that loss realizes his mistake.
The man that gained hadn't faced her mental anguish pain.

Her mouth, head attitudes, her wicked moods.
The one that loss just might be the happiest.

Writing is therapy.
You get to release your frustration, your gladness over the situation.
Writing is your release.

Whatever happening?
Whatever occurred?
You write about it.

It might delight a few and offend some more.
But for you writing is therapy.
So, enjoy releasing your pain, your hurt, your love.
Why?
Because it's therapy for you.

Many grew up with King thinking.
Quiet protest.
Then came X with his fiery brand of come this way.
Come for us and the visit be the same.

And at that moment things changed.
The quiet ***** faded away.
But many seeking a change back to King ways.

They just don't realize things has changed.

The quiet go along ***** isn't this generation.
So, you are facing those ready to fight at a moment notice.
If pushed?

Mayberry RFD and Mayberry in general, or even Leave It To ****** might be your years of growth.

But it's not for the folks of today.
Because time waits for no one.

We, in this great joy of life.
Eventually find someone that enrich our life.
And finding you was a thrill, finding you was my blessing.

Because I love you, for you.
That the best thing I adore about you.
You move to your own beat, to you own dreams.

You create your own path and it draw some folk's wrath.
Still, I love you, for you.
And wouldn't trade you for another in my life.

Sure, opposite attracts.
And when you think about life and many decisions we make.
Sometimes it pays to be different.

Just remember this truth.
I love you for you.

I imagine her daily.
I imagine her being everything I seek.
Yes, I dream, I dream, I dream.

I see her being one beautiful dream.
Just being in her presence is a reality.
When she speaks?
She does it so eloquently.

If I had the power of him?
I be creating things to glorify her more.
So, I dream, I dream, I dream, so much about her.

And if she was your love.
You dream, you dream, daily about her.

She just that wonderful.