To My Muse

    She shines like the sun when she does smile.
    The wind begins to blow when she goes by.
    There's not a one like her, for she's so fine.
    So many suitors want her, how they try!

    Her voice is like a bluebird soaring past.
    You turn your head, can't help it, want to see.
    What kind of creature has just passed right by?
    She has the power to make you oh, so free.

    But don't think it will be easy to get her.
    She's heard the pleas of many trying hard
    To take her hand and walk along right with her.
    She holds inside her heart the final card.

    Appreciate the things that constitute her.
    You may wind up in love from far away.
    Still, it would be real fine to even know her
    And just to fantasize two cubs at play.


    Lynne

    How sad it is to be so old
    That you can't play the dating game.
    Sometimes you find you can't recall
    What she said last, or her first name.

    Every time I think of her
    I call her Kate instead of Lynne.
    It's not a bad thing – not the worst,
    It's not out loud, it's just within.

    But I have no dementia, no.
    I think it's nerves, yes that is all.
    We smile so nicely eyes to eyes
    How sweet she is, don't want to fall.

    Yet, there can be no deep relation –
    Our age difference is so great.
    Still quite good friends we can become –
    Perhaps that will be in our fate.


    No One's Fool

    Be strong, and don't be anyone's fool.
    You must be the object of your own rule.
    Don't follow a path set down by others.
    Are all to you mere substitute mothers?

    Things all will weigh you down, it's true.
    One's like you who make it are few,
    But that doesn't mean to give it all up.
    Before your eyes keep the sign of the cup.

    You thought you were destined for a big fall,
    That you'd succumb to the devil's call.
    You've made it so far, so keep on going.
    You're not to be tossed, you're in a state of knowing.

    Fight the fight, overcome every day,
    No matter what the others will say.
    You thought you were too sensitive and weak
    To strive in this world. Now continue to seek.


    Out of Joint

    Today has been so bad it can't be real.
    I'm so torn up, don't know just how to feel.
    It seems the closest ones, they disappoint.
    I'm angry, and my bones are out of joint.

    Are women bound to mess up your good mood?
    I thought I had a real fine attitude.
    I can't believe how inside I do rage,
    I hardly seem the clever, knowing sage.

    Would I be paranoid if I did say
    That women know the hidden, secret way
    To turn you upside down and set you off,
    To dunk you way deep down inside the trough?

    It's only true if you will so allow
    That girls cause you to moan and to regret
    The good that you have done, and become cruel,
    Then you'll become the fool, now don't forget.


    What You Are to Me

    Like a peanut butter sandwich
    Is to a little boy –
    That you are to me.

    Like a ball of colored yarn
    Is to a little kitty –
    That you are to me.

    Like a big old nasty bone
    Is to the family dog –
    That you are to me.

    You are my life, and what is more –

    Like a brand new red bike
    Is to a little girl –
    That you are to me.

    Like the pond at 4 AM
    Is to a little fisherman –
    That you are to me.

    Like a message straight from God
    Is to a holy man –
    That you are to me.

    And what is more, I say –

    There is no way to tell
    How you make me feel so well,
    The truth is far beyond

    All of life's small offs and ons
    You are relief to pain,
    You're the sun that follows rain.

    You're my everything! –
    That's all.


    We Call Each Other "Friend"

    There were two cats who made their way –
    Were different as can be,
    But both were pretty, I would say.
    They filled me with such glee.

    I realized quite quickly that
    I couldn't choose just one,
    And so I tried to give a pat
    To both till I was done.

    It was a pleasant choice I picked,
    For I had double joy.
    Neither one should think I tricked
    Them. It was not a ploy.

    After a while, I wondered how
    It all would finally end.
    I'm happy now. I'll take my bow.
    We call each other, "friend."


    Where It's At

    I want to know you, where it's at.
    You're all I need, and that is that.
    You'll free my heart and touch my soul.
    You make me rock. I see us roll.

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