When the rising winter sun Whispers a blush of peachy pink On the evening’s steel blue clouds, I know that I am home and safe, In my small but ever busy world. ljm
Don't believe they've met This family matinee The kids come with guns But it's the roll-on wife who's loaded Beneath the rhythm and sound There's a sign saying 'POLICE – INCIDENT' Love may have the right to remain silent Yet when it ends, it ends badly Love motionless At the bottom of A backyard swimming pool Now quietly referred to As the crime scene