Away from lines and corners, far From artificiality, From prejudice and war It healing is for us to be
The elders say we are going to a warm place…
I should have faced it square before I really should have listened…
You go ahead — enjoy it That treasure you are calling youth I would not have it back again That’s the perfect truth!
How much I’d rather be the one Who was the butt of others’ fun…
You’ll hate me when I tell my truth. My feelings splattered on the page. Still wet the tears, though blood runs dry. Your feelings locked in wound lined cage.
After departure’s sadness After all the pain It’s incumbent on us Remember how to smile again…
For all the lonely parents
Gurl don’t be sad Adventures you’ve had Relax and be glad You stick out
No difference, folks. Not one.
This is the lesson, this the point This is the fulcrum, this the crux: No one of us is “better than” Any of the rest of us
Even though what we do is all in all Our every sleeping, waking moment of, Beware — we may bring on our own sure fall By hyperfocusing on what we love…
When all results of effort To improve life disappoint We abdicate the struggle And go to zero point…
She’ll continue writing She’ll continue sing About both good and bad in life — About everything
I’d like to introduce myself I hope I have not done so yet For I don’t always recognize People whom I have met…
