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And they all go someday I have figured out this simple, modest truth Perhaps I was badly informed or Standing on a pedestal of denial I am not w..

He used to pollute my entrance Coming in from Smokey Joe’s On a reverential Thursday night Spiced rums and Havana cigars Sweat across his ..

when you are in my arms I have the world the filthy earth shakes from the quivers of my beating heart, thrashing at its cage Tears flounce your s..

I was almost the other woman More than once, More than I care to share. he was saccharine in my coffee Could have caused cancer I never stu..

Spring Collection

Spring Collection

Spring collection

You played like children did, you felt different then They laughed, you cried, you do remember when Because you did not recognize their motivatio..

Dark clouds close cerulean sky Lightening claps a slow day gone by I wait, yet sun I can not see O my Lord, I need your mercy Rain drops fall ..

Coming In From the Garage (pondering onthoughts about life) This life has been a peculiar journey Never knowing what the next minute Will br..