SHE STOPPED LOVING YOU TODAY

SHE STOPPED LOVING YOU TODAY


She said "I'll miss you til I die
Time alone won't make me stop
And as the years go slowly by
They don't sell that big a mop
To dry my eyes when you're gone
To ever stop the pain
Loving and now losing you
The sting of death remain's."

She kept his photos all lined up
And when each day was done
She thanked God for giving her
A daughter and a son;
All the letters he had kept
She read aloud again
And saw the red "I LOVE YOU'S"
He'd underlined with pen.

She went to see him that last day
But no-one saw her cry
For yesterday was dead and gone
And her eyes stayed very dry;
But when she knelt by his grave
And realized he was dead
She wanted to join him there
But came back home instead.

She stopped loving you today
Because it's killing her
To look at all the photos
From nineteen sixty four;
Since you chose the bottle
Her life ain't been the same
The only thing you did for her
Was to change her name.

She stopped loving you today.........

I SLEPT WITH YOUR PICTURE

I SLEPT WITH YOUR PICTURE

Some may think I'm crazy
Well, maybe I am
But I slept with your picture
From our old album;
I held you in my arms
Close to my breast
And only the moonlight
Saw all the rest.

I awoke with your picture
Staring at me
And I cried to myself
For what cannot be;
For pictures don't speak
Nor hold me tight
And whisper sweet nothings
Long into the night.

I slept with your picture
And tho it felt sad
I loved every minute
And now I am glad;
For pictures don't lie
And your eyes said aloud
That you still love me
And that you are proud.

I go to your grave
And I sit all alone
Wishing you'd talk back
Or walk me back home;
Where I take out your picture
And hold you so tight
I'll sleep with your picture
Again, dear, tonight.

LEMON TART

LEMON TART


Standing alone in the distance
Stealing a piece of one's heart
Spacious, safe and welcoming
All who enter 'Lemon Tart.'

Surrounded by a jungle forest
A swimming pool set apart
Trampoline and a tree house
Help dress up ' Lemon Tart.'

A hot-tub for four is inviting
A hammock for two hangs apart
Acres of grass to play and explore
Every sweet piece of 'Lemon Tart.'

It welcomes, protects and secures
And sometimes even a bark
Can be heard from Chester and Chelsie
Who live and love in 'Lemon Tart.'

WHY ME?

WHY ME?

I see them everywhere
Old ladies all alone
Some at church on Sunday
Some on the telephone;
I see ladies with ladies
As they bowl or shop
Sometimes at a dance
Line dancing 'til they drop.

Widows and divorcee's
Living by themselves
Spending Christmas solo
With Santa and his elves;
Awaking alone on birthdays
No-one to share their cake
Baking for just one now
While praying for a date.

Soon the months turn into years
And a decade has passed
These ladies give up hope
As the ages fly by fast;
They look into the mirror
Still liking who they see
But wondering where the men are
As they ask the glass "Why me?"

WAR

WAR

The war seems to last forever
They fly the dead back home
Where people just ignore it
Go about their norm.....
The News barely mentions it
While Arlington overflows
Soldier after soldier
God only knows!

They bury their one and only son
Beneath red, white and blue
While taps play mournfully
Honouring what's due.......
Folks all gather round
Until the sun goes down
The war in Iraq continues
It's not just another 'noun'........

GAME OVER

GAME OVER

Playing head games
Not my cup of tea
Don't say you'll call me back
At quarter to three.....
Then you call at midnight
Awakening me
Selfish and controlling
Give me back my key!

RESTLESS

RESTLESS

The male nurse walks by slowly
Another dirty look
I make believe I'm reading
A new library book;
He stops to watch me take the pill
I pretend to swallow
Another night of insomnia
But the dawn will follow.

BETWEEN DREAMS

BETWEEN DREAMS

Between dreams she realizes
What she's known forever
All good men are taken
They're just like the weather;
Here today, gone tomorrow
Like the rain and snow
Forever is just a word
That only lovers know......

THE LADY

THE LADY

She paints her nails a bright red
Her lips get painted pink
She puts on her favourite dress
Expecting him to wink;
But he shows up with another
And as the dance begins
She watches the two lovers
As reality sinks in.

The music seems to last forever
As she sits them out
If she can't have the one she wants
She'll just do with-out;
She walks on home at midnight
And hangs her dress back up
Wipes the paint off her mouth
To drink from her favourite cup.

Wine puts her right to sleep
And she dreams she's young again
Waltzing all across the floor
There's no aches or pains;
He walks her home and kisses her
She asks him to come inside
And when the dream has ended
She lays there and she cries.

FOR BETTER, FOR WORSE

FOR BETTER, FOR WORSE

A deck of cards in his hand
He plays solitare
A pair of scissors in her hand
She tries to trim his hair;
He takes a walk 'round the block
She watches where he goes
Sometimes he forgets the way
As he removes his clothes.

It's been a year now he's been sick
He doesn't seem to know
That he's changed in every way
She listens as she sews;
"Martha, where's my horse at?"
She replies "He died."
"Oh" is all he has to say
And they both sit and cry.