I open my mouth—
And the words are there
But all of a sudden nothing comes out
And those few words that’s shared
Still flows on no doubt.

I write the words down—
And there’s no meaning or rhyme
Or poetic measures to skip a beat
Like a stop watch no doubt
And something to make me tap my feet.

I write down my thoughts—
But it’s just not the same
With those fashioned together so
Making me scream and shout your name
To make the whole world surely know.
Somebody give back my groove!
Somebody give me back my groove
Somebody give me back my groove!

Copyright (C) 2004

No matter the height or depth

Of things or what comes before

Or what comes after that

Or how the statue or

How low are the valleys of life?

Love changes things.




Yes, love changes everything

From my socks to my shoes

To my under wears to my shirt

And everything from head 2 toe

To life and death

Or whatever becomes

Or whatever is after

Love changes things.



And if I need you---

And if I need you and you just change on me

At any time or any place

Then I know a change

Yes, a change has come

In fact, if it’s up and went

And then it’s gone!



If the weather goes from sunny days to cloudy days,

And storms blow

Then I know you’ve changed

I don’t know for good or bad

But I know that love changes things.


You’ve changed

From cloudy to sunny then  

Back to sunny then cloudy

Like a fair weathered friend

Turning on and off their feelings

Like a light switch.



Aug. 2006

When the tree is green

Spring has come alive

With its greenery growing to be seen

And lively like so.



When the tree hides the summer sun

And shades that spot to sit cool

Or climb that tree just for fun

All the summer through.



Now that same tree shed its leaves for fall,

Making room for the cool and cold days

And that’s not all

Winter is coming soon.



A time has life

And there is life in that tree.

11 Nov. 2021