TuesdayI met him on a Tuesday
He was kind and sweet He bought me a coffee And swept me off my feet We got married, had children Lived full and incredible lives I watched him grow old As the years flew by I was there ‘til the end Still holding his hand Watching the light go out From this wonderful man One look at his face And I started to cry It was on a Tuesday When I said my last goodbye TomorrowWe spend so much time
Worrying about What tomorrow brings That we forget to live In the here and now Not that we shouldn’t Plan for the future But the present Is where we live So set aside your worries And focus on the moments Breathe and take it all in For tomorrow will come Before you know it And one day Tomorrow will end |
AlcatrazYou left me on an island
In a prison of your design Isolated from humanity I became your captive Forced to follow procedure Failure to do so Was a punishable crime Even though I agreed to it It felt like doing time A sentence meant to last for life But I managed to escape Broke free from my cell And swam ashore Where he waited for me With open arms AdventureWe spent the years dreaming
Of a bigger house And a nicer car A room with a view And vacations to unforgettable locations We worked hard Raised the kids Kept up the house Grew older as the years flew by Helped with the grandkids Took care of our aging parents Watched our own health begin to fade We never got the fancy car Or took that cruise through the tropics Our same little house Is battered and bruised But tells the story of our life together The dreams we had when we were young Became a distance memory Turns out our love Was our greatest adventure |
GraphiteThe love we built
Was as sturdy as A house of cards All it took Was one blow For it all To come crashing down Vanished Like graphite Erased from the page Leaving behind Only a trace A faded memory Of what we had Whispers on the wind Of what could have been I ponder the idea And find myself Wishing upon An evanescent star That our paths Will cross again And this time Our love will be strong DrowningDrowning
In an endless sea Waiting For rescue Holding Your hand out to me Lifting Me aboard your ship Cracking It’s not what it seems to be Sinking Back into the water Treading In place once more Longing For a way back home Hoping For a miracle |
