The breeze that approaches//Is the same as the gale that departs...
The Breeze that Approaches
Greatest to the Least
All live and die - from the greatest to the least...
Nearly Blown Out By the Wind
All this has just been a dream, all just a melancholic scene...
Begin Again
Begin to begin again...
My Lover is a Sunflower
My Lover is a sunflower, wild and free... She belongs to my garden, and she Loves me...
Give Me A Song
I hear this grand song from the lips of my Love: Forever you’re mine, you are enough
Wonders of Whiskey and the Willow Tree
There are some rather odd and ridiculous sayings that come to mind under the influence of such mischievous quiddities as whiskey and autumntime.
Familiar Cobbled Streets, Pt. I
He meant no harm when he requested I take a seat, he simply hoped I'd return to the familiar cobbled streets.
Spaces Between Your Fingers
You will be glad for the brief time you spent with spaces between your fingers.
December Rose 