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When the day comes that God calls you home,                                        
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   I hope I am with you, so you won't be alone.                                                      
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  I often try think of what I could do,                                                              ­
                                                                ­                                                        
to make that departure easier for you                                                              ­      
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I know you like me to sing to you,                                                             ­         
                                                                ­                                                          
if I can, I will, I promise you                                                              ­            
                                                    ­                                                                 ­   
I'll try not to cry, put on a brave face,                                                            ­
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you are not someone I could ever replace                                                          ­    
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  When I see you make your way to the light,                                            
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I will comfort you, hold you tight                                                            ­                  
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 The stars for me will still shine bright,                                                          ­      
                                                          ­                                                            
I know you're up there & are you're all right                                            
               ­                                                                 ­                                  
No one else could fill that hole on in me,                                                        
     ­                                                                 ­                                      
though I may try, however foolishly                                                        ­        
                                                        ­                                                        
Once someone like you touches my heart,                                                
          ­                                                                 ­                                         
I'll need someone to love so I don't fall apart                                                      
     ­                                                                 ­                                            
My days for me will never be the same,                                                    
       ­                                                                 ­                                          
  I'll never forget you, forget your name                                                        
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I'm sure I'll say remember you with a smile,                                                           ­   
                                                                ­                                                     
 it will bring you back if even for a little while
This was written in 2013 for my beloved, stray/feral cat Ronnie. I loved her & she loved me. She imprinted deeply on my heart. Beautiful & scared she trusted only me & sadly passed in 2016 after a reoccurrence of breast cancer in 2016. I was with her when she passed & did get to sing to her & hold her until I saw the light go out of her beautiful green eyes. I miss her.
Here I am feeling your pain,                                                            ­                  
                                                                ­                                                      
that you've afflicted over & over again,                                                      
    ­                                                                 ­                                                   
I'd like to give you some of the same,                                                    
                                                                ­                                                      
but sadly, some love still remains                                                          ­                      
                                          ­                                                                 ­           
Claim you do it 'cause you love me
so                                                        
      ­                                                                 ­                                               
But all that your love is letting me know,                                                      
     ­                                                                 ­                                                
is you love yourself way more than me                                                            
                                                                ­                                                    
That you can only fulfill your needs                                                            ­      
                                                          ­                                                      
They say time is a good remedy,                                                          ­                      
                                          ­                                                                 ­ 
but there's not enough time for healing me                                                          
    ­                                                                 ­                                               
So here I am, I am letting go,                                                              ­    
                                                                ­                                                    
of the only love I have ever known,                                                        
                                                                ­                                              
where I'll end up, you'll never know,                                                            ­
                                                                ­                                          
because if I stay, I will never grow
Lift me up to the highest height,                                                          ­        
                                                                ­                                                
release me, I'm a bird in flight                                                           ­         
                                                                ­                                                      
Let the Earth's beauty fill me up,                                                              ­      
                                                                ­                                                    
until I'm breathless & had enough                                                           ­             
                                                   ­                                                                 ­   
Let me soar into the azure skies,                                                           ­   
                                                                ­                                                
spread my wings so I can fly,                                                             ­           
                                                     ­                                                               
with soft wings, I sail, gliding by                                                               ­                         
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Everything is different way up here,                                                  
                                                                ­                                                  
the beauty of life is much more clear
I've been running around trying to change                                                      
    ­                                                                 ­                                              
   but found one mold doesn't always fit                                                              ­            
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There's not a lot I can do about being strange                                                          ­              
                                                  ­                                                                 ­       
it is what it is & that is this,                                                            ­                        
                                        ­                                                                 ­               
I may not have the typical family,                                                          ­      
                                                                ­                                                      
I'm not ashamed of being me,                                                              ­                      
                                          ­                                                                 ­     
there's no reason for trying to be,                                                              ­              
                                                  ­                                                          
someone else other than me                                                               ­               
                                                                ­                                                      
I might not share your point of view,                                                  
         ­                                                                 ­                                    
that's because I'm me, not you                                                              ­            
                                                    ­                                                                 ­  
If we were to act exactly the same,                                                      
     ­                                                                 ­                                              
we may as well all have the same name                                                             ­           
                                                     ­                                                             
You­ might not like how I carry myself                                                  
        ­                                                                 ­                                               
but I don't want to be like everyone
else                                                          
                                                                ­                                                      
I like the differences I see in me,                                                              ­        
                                                                ­                                                      
I am not a clone or a wanna
be                                                               ­       
                                                         ­                                                         
You can point at me in judgement,                                                       ­                                   
                             ­                                                                 ­            
pretend you are heaven sent                                                             ­   
                                                             ­                                                     
But I know I have common sense,                                                           ­       
                                                         ­                                                             
I don't want to live a life as someone I resent
I open up my window & shades                                                           ­           
                                                                ­                                                      
and let the fresh air rush in                                                               ­                   
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Feel the sun's warmth on my face,                                                            ­    
                                                            ­                                                          
get ready for the day to begin                                                            ­                    
                                                                ­                                                  
Smell the fresh cut grass                                                            ­                          
                                      ­                                                                 ­               
see it's covered in dew                                                              ­                    
                                            ­                                                                 ­             
  a lemon lime zest draft,                                                           ­                       
                                                                ­                                                     
  I drink in the view                                                             ­                                         
                       ­                                                                 ­                          
The birds are outside singing,                                                         ­                   
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the tree's rustling in the breeze                                                           ­               
                                                 ­                                                                 ­
All the while I'm saying                                                           ­                   
                                             ­                                                               
Thank you, God, it's heavenly
The sparkle in her eyes,                                                            ­                      
                                          ­                                                                 ­           
get fainter every day,                                                             ­                     
                                           ­                                                                 ­            
no one can deny,                                                            ­                                                      
                                                                ­                                                      
that she's fading away                                                             ­                           
                                     ­                                                                 ­  
Sometimes she doesn't speak,                                                           ­           
                                                                ­                                                
there're times she won't eat                                                              ­                          
                                                                ­                                                      
We watch her grow weak,                                                            ­                  
                                              ­                                                                 ­       
as we tend to her needs                                                            ­                  
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There're days she lays in bed all day,                                                             ­ 
                                                               ­                                                         
up inside her head it's okay                                                             ­               
                                                 ­                                                                 ­
Her memories become a haze,                                                            ­          
                                                      ­                                                  
bringing smiles that quickly fade                                                             ­         
                                                                ­                                                      
I wonder what she's thinking today,                                                           ­ 
                                                                ­                                                  
you never know what she'll say                                                              ­          
                                                                ­                                                  
Her skin like tissues in my hands,                                                           ­     
                                                           ­                                                       
she says things we don't understand                                                       ­     
                                                           ­                                                       
  We all love her the best we can,                                                             ­ 
                                                                ­                                                
she is such a strong woman                                                            ­                
                                                ­                                                          
  Pict­ures of family on the wall,                                                            ­        
                                                                ­                                          
  nursing station down the hall                                                             ­           
                                                                 ­                                                 
We can't invoke new memories                                                         ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­                        
but that doesn't stop us from trying                                                           ­ 
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Some day's we feel like crying,                                                          ­          
                                                                ­                                              
while we love her while she's dying
This is for my grandmother who I visited while in a nursing home.
With a head full of anger, a heart filled with rage,                                  
                         ­                                                                 ­                            
she ran away from home at an early age,                                                
            ­                                                                 ­                                         
she headed to Hollywood to take the center stage,                                      
                    ­                                                                 ­                                   
a predictable ending before the last page                                                    
        ­                                                                 ­                                             
She spent all her money on a ticket there,                                                  
        ­                                                                 ­                                             
she didn't make plans, she didn't care                                                             ­ 
                                                                ­                                                      
Just the kind of person ripe for abuse,                                                           ­     
                                                           ­                                                                 ­ vulnerable, scared & very confused                                                         ­                                           
                                                                ­                                                  
He bought her dinner, she sold her soul,                                                            ­                  
                                              ­                                                                 ­   
she dressed the part & played the role                                                          
                                                                ­                                                
Now she walks the track, every night of the week,                                                            ­  
                                                              ­                                                  
does as she's told, listens when he speaks                                                
                                                                ­                                                 
 She longs for the life she used to have,                                                        
                                                                ­                                            
misses her mom, misses her dad                                                              ­                                                                
The drugs he gives her, numbs the pain                                                             ­                           
                                                                ­                                                  
from when he beats her, calls her names                                                    
                                                                ­                                                  
The stories she could tell you, things she's seen                                          
                  ­                                                                 ­                           
make her look much older than seventeen
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