When did you stop singing
Where's the music that I knew
I hear echoes of a melody
You sang when we were new

Where's the smile and the laughter
That filled the empty room
Is it gone forever, tell me
When will your flowers bloom

It slipped away unnoticed
In the middle of the night
I should have held on tighter
Should have kept you in my sight

If I told you that I love you
Would it spark your inner flame
Or are you gone forever
Fearing I hold all the blame

The top
          Is
            Not
               A
Stable place
          Ready to fall
          Any time and place
          Sometimes second best
          Is better than being number one
          Nobody gunning to take you down
      Vice presidents don’t
Typically get shot in parades
Or theaters
When all the world is a stage
Better to be
The understudy
In a play
Nobody wants to see

OK

My dilemma this day
Should I cut
Or let stay
The new hair
That is driving me mad

It grew out of nowhere
On my forehead
I thought bare
You'd think a new hair
I'd be glad

It's two inches long
Should I style it
Is that wrong
With two more
I think I would braid

It looks like a tree
With both eyes
All I see
Crosseyed I am
I'm afraid

Snip

I wish we were a sandwich
Simple would suffice

Smooshed between the slices
with you would be so nice

You could be my jelly
your sweet as sweet can be

I am simply nuts for you
Crunchy PB's the one for me

We go so great together
I know you feel it too

I offer you this sandwich
to show that I love you

When I was born my father was 100% older than me
He was 40 and I was brand spanking new

In ten short years, I was 20% as old as my old man
He was 50 and I was 10

It increased to 33% when I was 20, but I was too busy to think about it

I believe I told him when he turned 80 that I was finally half his age

I wonder if I had told him that I would be 99% as old as him if he lived for 4000 years; Would that have made a difference? Would he still be here running the race?

Probably not. Who wants a kid that's the same age?