(pulling back the curtains)

looking outside
looking for hope
looking for the way to cope
looking at a tree
thoughts of hanging a rope

the window
reflection of a widow
her head slopes

the window
lays
an envelope
the note
she clears her throat
it begins to rain
she whispers my name
with no blame
with no shame
i love you
the
same

the window
(the curtains close)

(answer)

hey it's me
after all this time
can u believe
i had the nerve
too
i heard about everything you
have gone through
thought i would call and check on you
did not know if you had someone
to turn to
someone new
thought you still might be feeling blue
(thank you)
(how are you)
me
i am fine
still, have no one to call mine
its been a long time
since you
(i am sorry for you)
don't be
i was lucky
that i had the love
that i had
with you
(that is true)
(me too)
(silence)

Act now
Or
Eventually
It could be too late
Time
A difference it could make
We both ache
What the hell
Tell
Tell
Well?
How long can we both secretly
dwell
Our thoughts are parallel
Ignore the warning bells
What the hell
Why wait
To
Tell
To
Tell
That you are under the spell
Me as well
Break the shell
I promise you we will not fail
What the hell
Why wait
Tell
Tell
Before the farewell

Where time went by slow
Where we used a scarecrow
To make sure the corn
would grow

Where the grandkids
jumped in the back of grandpa's
beat up truck
Making it to the house with lots of  luck
Where grandma had a scratch white cake
that she had just baked

Where we fished using a cane pole
Down at Charlie's hole

Where we rode the horse with a string bridle
Never used saddle

Where our summer was spent breaking beans
Wearing holes in our jeans
At night driving around town in our four-wheeler machines
Being a little clean

Where after Sunday church
We had a family dinner
Moms *** roast was a winner

Where computers did not keep us from getting bored
We had country chores

Where on Saturday you took a trip to town
to the tractor supply store
Dad gave us a dollar to spend
Fun running  into your friends

Where the roads were not filled by cars
Where at night you could actually see the stars
Where the land as far as you could see
was ours

Living in the Country

Hello Darlin

It's been a long time
I hope you are fine

I thought a letter
Would be better than the phone
By the way how is home

I heard through the grapevine
You had a new love
I hope he is kind
And
He is not like me
Stupid and blind

I guess your thinking
Why
The letter

I would like to say that I am fine
But that would be a lie
I am about
to die
That is why
The letter is better
I do not want you to hear me cry

While I am trying to say
I am sorry
Because I did not try
And
For being such a bad guy
And
Causing you to worry
Night after night
Finding me  passed out in alleys
Coming home with black eyes
And
For telling so many lies

I never learned my lesson
I have been alone
Since you
I thought about coming home
But
I still would die alone

Forgive me
Please
!!