by Father If she were here now Would I care anymore Than I did before Would I hold her tighter Would my eyes shine brighter If she were here now Maybe somehow We could make a change I would understand her She would see me As I really am As I really can be And …
by Father Once upon a time When you were very young We sang and played all day I was the only one I went wherever you went And did all you wanted to do You always took care of me And I always took care of you Thanks for all the fun times Thanks for …
by Father Young one run Run from time Stay in your prime Flee from age And the keepers cage Hold the love In your heart That’s been there From the very start Keep things fun Love everyone Run, young one, run. Turn your eyes to the sun Pretend you’re the one Who can change it …
by Daughter The practice of being bold Who you are on the outside Matches your inside Because you have the freedom to practice Wrinkles result from the practice Of smiling Confidence results from the practice Of saying what you experience Warmth results from the practice Of chasing sunshine I smile I say what’s only true …
by Father I was thinking about him one Monday morning. For a moment I thought I could touch him. But the President of International Business Said I couldn’t think of him anymore, Not on Company time. I was thinking about him again while standing In the lunch line. But the Chief Chef of International Food …
by Father When I’ve no dreams Remaining To help me make it Through I’ll think of things Like the love You bring And the loving things You do; My anger took My patience My errors took My pride And though I couldn’t help myself You have to know I tried; And when those times Of …
by Daughter I trade truth for comfort When the truth is quiet I can bear it But sometimes the truth is deafening It’s a car wreck of violence That I cannot ignore I pick up the pieces And I put them in my pocket But the cuts from the metal and the glass Cause me …
by Father As I wait and wonder What’s beyond tomorrow And as the rain and thunder Intensify my sorrow And as I lie here sighing And as my dreams are dying The great healer known as crying Drowns my sorrowed soul.
by Father We all have scars From all the wars We’ve fought fighting ourselves And we all have wounds That we’d just as soon Not reveal We’ve all cried tears And seen our fears Ruin every plan and scheme We’ve filled our heads With doubts instead Of filling them with dreams But though the knight …
by Daughter There are some of us here In the Land of Joyful Mystery We see you striving In your seemed certainty We try to communicate With art, poetry and music Join us – we ask you Subversive – but we are here Living among you Because you still hold the power But we breached …