SQUIRREL

Tiny little creature up in the tree-
Do you feel all the spirits that have surrounded me?
Can you focus on the faces that i am able to see?
Do you hear the whispers of questions and answers that are to be?
Tiny little creature that frollicks in the tree-
Tell me your thoughts as sometimes your home does to me-
Tiny Little creature , you hear every sound Thank - You for your wisdom and this moment of peace i have found.

WHAT DO WE SAY

What do we say when someone dies?
To friends, Family and the little boy that cries?
Hush little baby, now dont you cry-
God has made his decision....and you shouldnt ask why.
What do we say to the son who hangs his head?
He grieves for "lost time" and words that were unsaid
And so...what would you say to the wife who smiles....and she looks up-above?
"He's happy now", she say's , 'Take care, my love" 
So what would you say?
I would say nothing at all...I'd hold your hand...and let your tears fall -
in our hearts ....no one dies at all.

written for Noel in memory of his father 1997

WORDS

Hidden words whisper to me

when I dream.

Hidden words whisper to me

when I smile.

But only in my mind

so it seems.

Hidden words make me lonely

after a while..

........but its ok to dream.

Maybe...

If i could do something good in my life-
If only for one human soul.
Maybe i'd feel like i've done something right,
For self pity can take its toll.
If i could help a child in need
Or change a mans way from greed
Maybe just then i'd feel more whole
And some goodness will come from that seed.
If God can forgive a man that does kill
Then surely there's compassion for me
If only i'd let go of guilt i've instilled
My sad broken heart would be free.
Maybe....

A REALITY

Devotion dies
Shatters and burns
And melts the Spirit
As destruction turns
    artists
            pen
                 crumbles

      upon the deeds of men.