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Kris Kristopherson is a wonderful musician
Talented gifted a Rhodes scholar
Interesting that he was a caretaker
at the music studios where
Johnny Cash was recording
Sunday Morning Sidewalk A beautiful tune
It is difficult to get things done
On a Sunday it is a day of peace
We see the grass in true form
The people are happy a family day
I just wonder what to do
half of the year they have the NFL
I enjoy watching football
It is fun and relaxing
The excitement fills the air
My friends wife is a Mormon
I am a Catholic
My best friend is Jewish
And several people in the apartment
are Muslims and Sekes
It is a bowl of alphabet soup
all preaching good will toward man
and of course towards woman
I just notice this particularly
On a Sunday Morning Sidewalk

YOU THRILLED US WITH YOUR STUNNING VOICE! YOU ARE, AND ALWAYS WILL BE, MY FAVORITE MALE ARTIST OF CHOICE! I TALK TO YOU IN DREAMS, AND YOU EXPLAIN THE WAYS AND MEANS! BECAUSE OF YOU, I'M NOT CRYING ANYMORE! I LIVE EACH DAY, KNOWING GREAT THINGS ARE IN STORE! AND ONE DAY, WHEN ALL OF MY DREAMS HAVE COME TRUE; I SHALL RETURN TO THAT WONDERFUL; BLUE BAYOU!

My adversary
says he is my friend,
But he constantly strives
my will to bend,
Then when he breaks me
he has no respect,
I look in his eyes
can no mercy detect,

With pitiless heart
he crushes my spirit,
His nagging voice bites
so hard that I fear it,
Ashamed of my weakness
and being so meek,
Embarrassed to tears
I endeavor to seek,

Escape in denial
a powerful tool,
I still feel the anguish
I've been such a fool,
I shall continue to
play the sad role,
A poet does her duty
and loses her soul.

~SAS~

Ted
Where did you go?
The last time I saw you
You wacked me in the head with my golf club
I should have stood farther back
Kevin
Where did you go?
I used to come over and listen to you play your piano
You had a train and race car track
Your dog ruined my face
Why didn't you keep it away from me?
Russell
Where did you go?
You used to go to Taco John's with me
We played lots of games in your basement
You loved to play the drums
Matt
Where did you go?
We used to hang out for hours
We would go sledding, play video games and pool
You moved away after you became blind from diabetes
You left me your Nintendo DS
I play it every day
I really miss you guys
I really do
Where did you go?

She's pretty well packed..
And tomorrow they will load the truck
And drive down the road, some six hundred miles away..
Leaving behind the bad memories and leaving behind the pain..
She will put down new roots and start her life again..
I hope they'll all be happy up there..
But tonight, I sit here and cry..
six hundred miles may not be so very far away..
But I'll miss them all.. and it won't ever be the same..
No more stopping by her house to see the kids,
No more will they stop in on me, unexpectantly..
She'll take with her the best things that ever happened in my life..
Those kids of hers, well they were and are my life..
But I hope that they'll be happy up there..
And I hope that they can all learn to live again..
I only wish they didn't have to go so far..
But I guess that sometimes, only time and distance can mend a broken heart..

A prisoner of time
I suffer daily,
It used to be all mine,
Confused with "if" and "maybe"...

Time value comes with loss
No longer my own boss
I struggle to remember
Continue to forget
And only in a moment
I won`t feel regret

I can`t remember to forget you,
I can`t remember you`re gone
My memory became a quiet whisper
I can`t remember what I`ve done!

A prisoner of time
Now time goes slowly = lento
The clock of life got stuck
Forever in Memento...

For these days are good times
When I smell the soup cooking
My kitchen is my favorite room
Sitting at the kitchen table
Gazing out its large window
A back yard is an old field
Where nature is hard at work
Everyday changing and rearranging
Something old into something new
It's the room where my friends
All come to sit and chat awhile
Lots of conversation happens
Around an old oak pedastal table
With beautiful ornate clawed feet
I feel so very grateful for them

How high is the sky? Once tried to fly a kite...it flew a few kilometre high ...and still climbing up till my ropes was no more ..going up was easier it took one hour ..and then I decide to reel it Back..after 4 hours and twenty guys later ...we only got a mile Back and was totally exhausted !! ..what goes up MUST come down ..We waited an hour of breathless air..and yet it hung up there forever ...one hour before sunset we've given up hope ...of getting it Back in time for dinner.. I stayed Back reeling in till it was supper and yet i've only got Back another half a mile ...by bedtime my father came to take me Back ...he was worried that I was lost or hurt... We bid our goodbye to Mr.Kite and cut it loose...and very soon it disappear from our view ...got me wondering just how high is the sky?

To thee I sing a song of farewell
Tis time for me to move on
These many nights together we spent
To me was the best of the best

So why? you ask, do I move on
Tis the bug called Wanderlust
And even though my heart breaks apart
It's onward I must go

Will I come back? your eyes ask me
Would love to say yes I will
But truth be known, as always will
This way I shan't pass again

So lift your glass for one more drink
And a last kiss for the road
Turn away, I'll hide my tears
As I leave this last time

Not one look, not a glance back
Just the blurry vision ahead
Even I don't know why I do what I do
And the lonely road stretches ahead

passing away moments that would be better spent with you
I thought about the many good times of my life
could count them all on one hand, maybe there were one or two
no need to waste my energy concernin' strife
for the many times when I was thinkin' I was cool
I was nothing more than an commonday common fool
and now I find I cannot find myself the answers
to the questions that I pose to myself
suppose I must go back to school

or come back to you
and see it all through
you held me in your eyes
it felt mighty good
I held you in my arms
I did what I could
you tried to follow me
but that was too good
I couldn't let you and I left you behind

now I've left myself alone and far behind