Your arms are full
Your spirits high
So much to choose
So much to try
Want something to flatter
Want something with glitz
You'll go through them all
Til you find one that fits
Some sleeves are too long
Some pants are too tight
Certain colors seem off
Certain styles seem trite
You gaze in the mirror
Seems you found your look
You ignore what remains
Leaving them on the hook
You make your purchase
And exit the shop
You head straight home
Without making a stop
You open your bag
And soon feel regret
You've done this before
There's no reason to fret
Return to the store
Get money back
Fill up your wallet
And return to the rack
Monday, May 12, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
The Gift
Paint me a garden
And I'll pick you a rose
Hand me the moon
And I'll give you the stars
Offer me a rainbow
And I'll color your world
Bottle me the ocean
And I'll quench your thirst
Write me a melody
And I'll sing you a song
Catch me the wind
And I'll move your soul
Capture me sunlight
And I'll warm your heart
Promise me tomorrow
And I'll give you forever
And I'll pick you a rose
Hand me the moon
And I'll give you the stars
Offer me a rainbow
And I'll color your world
Bottle me the ocean
And I'll quench your thirst
Write me a melody
And I'll sing you a song
Catch me the wind
And I'll move your soul
Capture me sunlight
And I'll warm your heart
Promise me tomorrow
And I'll give you forever
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
The Last Show
Curtain rose
I froze
Mind blank
Heart sank
Eyes upon me
Full of fright
I cannot see
Lights are bright
Beads of sweat
Trembling hands
Much regret
Spoiled plans
Want to sink
Cannot think
Mind blank
Heart sank
I froze
Mind blank
Heart sank
Eyes upon me
Full of fright
I cannot see
Lights are bright
Beads of sweat
Trembling hands
Much regret
Spoiled plans
Want to sink
Cannot think
Mind blank
Heart sank
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Farewell
No longer can I hear you
You've gone mute in my head
The song is finally over
The radio's gone dead
No longer can I see you
I've changed the channel in my mind
The show is finally over
The ending was unkind
The credits roll
The speakers hiss
The picture fades
Silence is bliss
No more to hear
No more to view
Exit on the right
I'm done with you
You've gone mute in my head
The song is finally over
The radio's gone dead
No longer can I see you
I've changed the channel in my mind
The show is finally over
The ending was unkind
The credits roll
The speakers hiss
The picture fades
Silence is bliss
No more to hear
No more to view
Exit on the right
I'm done with you
The Weary Traveler
You've walked many a road
Seems the world's worn you out
Calm are your actions
Yet I hear your heart shout
Your feet must be tired
Your shoes they are worn
Seems you have a direction
Yet appear to be torn
Sit still for awhile
I'll make you some tea
Whatever your troubles
You can surely tell me
Sing me your song
And I'll be your ear
If it's shelter you seek
You can gladly stay here
My home it is humble
But it is safe and quite warm
I sure hope you'll rest here
Seems you've weathered a storm
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