Saturday, December 23, 2017

365 12/19

The lonesome days, they have gone by
Why should you beg me, and say goodbye
But now she's gone, I don't worry

Monday, December 11, 2017

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

365 11/28

My eyes were often full of tears
(I could not tell why)
and at times a flood from my heart
seemed to pour itself out

365 11/27

But be careful what you're dreaming or soon your dreams'll be dreaming you

365 11/26

You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.

365 11/25

And I don't have the time to think about 
What makes a flower grow
And I've never given a second thought 
To where the rivers flow

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Saturday, November 18, 2017