One day, under layers of earth
Where forgotten men sleep
And the rest of history are kept
You'll be worth more than gems and gold
Your memories will make the roses bloom
And grow a field of dancing daffodils
Or be a home to lonely birds
On the warm arms of your sycamore tree

And so if it comes
That time has to deny your breath
Do not be afraid.
Remember my love,
Even if you're six feet under
In all ways and always,
You are significant.

Time forgives and time forgets;
          But between cigarette smokes
          And spilled beers,
          **I remember you.

A weeping daisy*
     In a field of
     laughing red roses,
     *Alone and surrounded
     By thorns.

Like people,
         books are waiting
         to be touched
         and loved.

We are the stars*
       stolen from the sky.
We owe to hide
       but we choose
       to *shine.

Walk into a room
There lies the new one
There lies the one who has your heart
Blink and all's forgotten
No scars to hint of pain
Nothing left but happiness to gain
And so you hold on and you're held
Effortlessly there is more room in your soul
Days so readily wasted
Just looking in those eyes
Melting the outer shell
That took a lifetime to build
It is so easy to love you