Beauty

there are mornings
that make me cry

but I can't hate them

it's not their fault 

they are beautiful

if you need me . . .

when I don't tell you

or feel you don't love me

when I need it the most

I'm given a sign

and my first thought is you

If You Need Me - Wilson Pickett

it's better than playing pretend

let you go

just like I want you to stay...

rainy day

Ok..

I understand

you're walking

away


I understand

this is your way

of leaving



I now understand

but please


don't stay and quietly laugh at me
because to you it's funny


don't stall just to see
how much you can hurt me

don't delay
your leaving


just leave

Desolation

don't talk about your lips

soft

warm

red

smiling


missing them

and

....................everything about them

That ole dirt road

That ole dirt road

Remember the one you walked down...

that was hot during the summer
really cold during the winter

the one that was
too long
too short

how good it felt to walk it alone
and lonely it could make you feel

the one that heard you sing your favorite songs
and heard you cry after you fell

the one when you walked with
your sister, brother..cousin or friend
you heard each other jokes
and secrets

the one where you had foot races & bike
races

running with the tumbleweeds during a wind storm
or away from them

stopping to pick the weed flowers to give
to your mom or grandmother

playing hide and seek
and Tag

how the early morning sun made it feel cold
or how a spring moon would brighten it up
at night

the smell after a rain fall
or the sound of the snow crunching under
your feet as you walked

the road that led you away from home
and back

the one that knows your shadow

it may have changed,
but it's still there

waiting