Since there's nothing I could find
That was worth giving you,
I sat down to think a while
And write a line or two

If I had a magic wand
I'd wave it just for you,
And give you anything you'd like
No matter how many or few

If I could give you back the years
You so willingly gave to me
I'm sure that you spend them over again
The same as they used to be

Remember when those days and nights
Instead of going to the fair
I'd always say tell me again
The story of the three little bears

I tried to get a strawberry pie
But they were out of season
Then I thought of gold or pearls
But knew there was no reason

Although you are so often quiet
There's one thing we can say,
You will always be our momma of pearls
forever and a day...

So here's your gift; my sweet momma
My heart; my soul; my love,
My gift to you this Christmas day
Came strictly from above

From: Mario William Vitale

Inside My Mind
sought through ivy pinions away from its climb
sorrowful
searching...
on a plate of grass will follow
such as a room nor equated place you shall go
stand here complete bump past the window
find an old lady in shawl
history
electricity

hoodlum at the knees
shadow beneath buried near the debris
oh habitat...near heart attack we humbly agree
shadows block the mere vortex of one's mind
zipper to the blind
sunshine
giving room to shine

lost as in cousin pressed below the button
Here in April,
the prairie wind at my back

Day Tripper

fall down on your knees
one must do what they please
a carbon copy plea
wandering quietly in it's party...
seperated by the spreading disease
pardon me any way you choose
Day tripper...,

the vast we quiver,
dolls that deliver
shades of grey, onyx & brown
why is it you may frown ?

love to learn
learn to let go
follow the beat lay hold of the tempo
how did we get gravity

water never leaves...

Captured By A Smile

smile right along side
the sharp rercord their scent
a chief aim with what wer relax
threw a terrific smile
that we know all the greeat while
the coming & going

a New York seated miles
ther coming & going
long for shelter  along for their ride
the day haunted past

no one gets by on any free pass
Martha Stewart with strip pants
let us learen to love in dance
Shelter threw it's wonderful prance

A sure fire way to trust
the mirror on a fire ball trance

Peresonalities, opinions & variety
life goes speeding by

Capturerd by a smile.....

Chase Back A Dream

tear drop fell through the stained glass
no one gets by on any free pass
shadows block the entrance score...,

lay to plundere off it's *****
chase back a dream under cover,

love in the circle left to flirt
shattered glass on the wooden floor

Blue eyes crying in the rain
shadows block the vortex of the eye

chase back the filtere in the brain
circle throughout the Disney key...

cary mer through an ocean breeze
chased back on a dream

filterre through the ancient scream

Safe From A Riddle

climb up the ladder
burning safe away from fire
onto its burden desire
change the flat tire

lift high the plug to do
light a fixture to explain the gun for hire
shadow box we claim no more
teaching often learning

to share with a hero
begin the commercial
a twain but not forgottern
mixed in here.....

Dig Deeper
stand still & repeat her
Cherrios on a Willow straw
It's a matter of trust
we look at the traverse thought;
sought after dial from the newly elected trial
coo the flight to with hold
pardon me the way to explode
challenge to be free is a question of time;

Love is in sure fire gear from beyond
place the hidden spoil
a hidden wall decor...

love in the first degree
the awe sorrowful sleeve