Storms…
It’s one in the morning
And your heart’s storming
Rain in steady streams
Haunts your dreams
The lightning races
The thunder chases
Embracing silent fears
tasting salty tears
Morning’s distant glow
Marches too slow
It’s one in the morning
And your heart’s storming
Prairie Winds…
Prairie winds blow
Rain, sun, and snow
Endless milky way
Shooting stars play
The seconds crawl
I’m lost in awe
No future no past
Let this last
The clock winds
All left behind
Prairie winds blow
Rain, sun, and snow
PaPa Stories…
When I’ve grown old
What stories will be told
Will little ones sit to listen
With bright eyes that glisten
Long ago and far away
Seems just the other day
Was it a life well lived
Now only stories to give
An old man’s wisdom
Last gift to give them
When I’ve grown old
What stories will be told
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