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Writing

The writing is not yet on the wall
And its definitely not carved in stone

I did not really mean it
When I said, “I want to be alone”

(Fall/Winter, 1991)

Blue Beach

The beach is blue tonight
But that doesn’t feel quite right
Although the sky is gloomy
And the stars are hiding
I am flying with thoughts of you tonight

(Fall/Winter, 1991)

Lone-pine Hill

I know of a hill topped solely by a lone pine tree
Where the crickets chirp with a romantic beat
And if you come with me there,
In the fresh night air
I’ll hang the moon about your neck
And lay the stars at your feet

Then if you let me, I’ll carve your name in the sun

And when God’s plan is finished
When the Earth is done
There will be a hill Topped no only with a lone pine tree
But also with you and me

(Sept.1991)