Keystrokes of your creative life
Fill me with many memories
Memories of a tall, blonde slife
Who gifted us with her beauty
Beauty that we love and now know
A treasure to softly handle
A talented slife, was Monroe
Whispered like a wind blown candle

A feeling of hope
A heart full of dreams
How can I cope
With all of my screams
I look you
My silent friend
My appreciation due
This letter I send

The day we met
I gave my heart
And made a vow
We'd never part
Years may come
Years may go
But there's one thing
I want you to know
My love for you
Will grow each day
My love will grow
In every way
And no matter what
This life may bring
As long as we're together
My heart will sing
And when my eyes
I close in death
I'll call your name
With my last breath

Years ago I met someone
Who asked another for a ***
At first I thought he was so far gone
That he wanted someone in drag
I knew he was from out of town
By the way he walked and talked
I bit my tongue, eyes to the ground
Was careful where I walked
Soon found out the day we met,
He was just asking for a cigarette

I grow with sun and water
Planted in one spot
Be it son or daughter
I tend to hear a lot
They come with all their heartache
Their complaints and their secrets
Knowing with each thought I intake
That they'll have no regrets
And they can spill their heart
Knowledge I can never impart

Expressive when we wish to defy
Young adolescents taking on parents
Even when we are wrong
Rule breaking at every turn
Obsessed with growing up
Listening but not really to our parent's advice
Lashing out, when we feel oppressed
Ignoring their wisdom, thinking we are wiser
Never understanding their advice completely
Going through emotions, eye rolling in rebellion