My Heart Weeps for You

My heart weeps for you my dear

Or perhaps it weeps for me

I just can’t seem to find

The way to make you see

That each spark is precious

And to waste it is a sin

How can I make you understand

That you must free yourself from within

Yes my heart weeps for you my dear

Because you will never know

The future days of happiness

And how our love could grow

My heart weeps for you my dear

Or does it weep for me

Because the love that we once shared

Only exist in my memory

What Decade Is It

It seems we have traveled a very long way

Just to end up where we started from

Still taking most from all

And giving it all to some

The incompetent march and all cry foul

They say that soon their time will come

 

But let me tell you a tale of a long time ago

When the people partied, sang and danced

They all drove their cars to the cities

Just looking for some romance

But all the women they found there

Wouldn’t give them half a chance

 

The farmers all hated the factories

For putting their women on the job

The white men hated the blacks

They said they were nothing but a mob

The Catholics hated everyone else

While the rule makers just polished their knob

 

The new women said they knew what was best

That their mothers had it all wrong

The politicians praised how all the people

Worked together to make America strong

It was the poor that wrote the words

But it was the rich who sang the songs

 

So I ask if any one of us

Will ever know just what to do

In a country where the left says they’re right

But the right says that they are too

And up in the big house around the corner

Lies are touted as the gospel truth

 

 

1957

At Wham-o the Pluto Platter

Gets a brand new name

Fred and Ethel say farewell

Dick Clarke gets his fame

The Cat in the Hat is born

Bogie has moved on

Hurricane Audrey rages

While Paul meets with John

Sputnik said that space is now

The brand new frontier

But Russia’s I. C. B. M. missiles

Make their intentions clear

Four hundred officials killed

By Vietcong hands

Elvis starts his life behind

The walls of Graceland

Seventy thousand more lives

Lost to Asian flu

We were losing the space race

As Vanguard dies too

In Arkansas the guards block

The Little Rock Nine

Eisenhower sends in his troops

To settle down the times

McGovern points a finger

Says they’re Commie Reds

Soviets test the H Bomb

Brings ultimate dread

Laika makes it into space

U.S. is grounded

Great Britain test their bomb and

All the alarms are sounded

Great innovations and fails

In births and technology

The electric watch, the Edsel

Jayne Torvill and me

To My Valentine

To My Valentine

It’s not about gazing
Into the eyes of a lover
But standing side by side
Sharing life with one another

It’s not about a fancy house
A fine cars or golden wedding band
But how my heart begins to quake
At the slightest touch of your hand

It’s about the joy I have
When your love is in my heart
And the sadness I feel
Whenever we’re apart

I know the world has many poems
That paint this day in different hue
But none of them can yet describe
How much ‘I Love You’

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Crying Hands

These once youthful, nimble fingers

Have pinned diapers on your behind

Swatted the misbehaving toddler

When you got out of line

Held your hand on the first day of school

Applauded loudly as the graduate passed

Waved goodbye when you moved on to face the world

Prayed for your happiness to last

Used words to paint my memories

So you might know how it all began

But now these once so nimble fingers

Can barely hold my pen

So I want to tell you one last time

Before these hands of mine go

I’d like to give you one last rhyme

To tell you how I love you so