He begged her to just/
imagine that she is the/
stuff dreams are made of.
AND
If his dreams mattered,/
then she was and is that stuff/
dream girls grow out of.
He begged her to just/
imagine that she is the/
stuff dreams are made of.
AND
If his dreams mattered,/
then she was and is that stuff/
dream girls grow out of.
She stood, beautiful,/
not knowing she was. He could/
just repeat the truth.
Are you capable/
of loving truly? Always?/
Then you deserve it.
When I’m quiet, I/
could be hurting, or maybe/
blissfully happy.
If I don’t write poems/
for her, that don’t mean nothin’/
‘ceptin’ that I’m tired.
After 50 years,/
I sang every song from The/
Sound of Music. Ja!
OR
After 50 years,/
I sing each Sound of Music/
song because I can!
Old man. Small jumper./
Serve. Pancake. Bump. Knee pad. Dig./
Good sweat. Volleyball.
What if my “Finding/
Forrester” only takes a /
look in the mirror?
Mormon dilemma:/
I’ll break the speed limit to/
get to church on time.