Now it seems
The years drift by so fast
Soon becoming nothing more than the past
Leaving only our memories to be released
As if the current of time has increased
All the Time, Anytime
You can be whoever you want to be
But you can’t stop loving me
It doesn’t work that way, it never has
All the time
You can go anywhere, anytime
But you won’t forget about me
Cuz I’m in your heart
I’m in your mind
All the time, anytime!
ALL THAT
It isn’t always all that
But when it is, it is the best
The best seats in the stadium
The best steak in town
The best jukebox around
So even if isn’t always all that all the time
Sometimes when it is, it is the best
The best sunrise
The best cup of coffee
The best surprise
So just because it isn’t always all that
Now and then when it is, it is the best
The best romance
The best puppy
The best chance
So even if it isn’t always, all that
Sometimes it is
All that and more
3, 6, 9
Watching the waves
Making up a stupid rhyme
Like 3, 6, 9
The dolphins and sunshine are mine
Having another daydream about;
An evening cup of coffee with a little Bailey’s
Or maybe now a few glasses of warm wine
Until reality sets in, how it was all wrong,
But oh so right, the memories have never let go
In my mind, I make new ones time after time
And like magic 3,6,9
The dolphins and sunshine are mine
Seeing a carnival show, all the lights,
That sparkle and glow
Hearing the sounds reminds me of Grandma
And the county fair with her wares to share
And once again
Like magic 3,6,9
The dolphins and sunshine are mine
TIME TAUGHT ME
I use to sing with the radio
To a song about 24 and so much more
Now I find I’m 44 and I’ve opened
More than one door
Still singing with the radio
Up until the last five years
I’ve lived alone in a paradise
Now I share my sunrises and my sunsets
Holdin’ hands, walking in the sand
It’s like life had it planned
The special, the real, the whole deal
A buried treasure wasn’t the key,
Not to my heart, by making me crazy
Was it part of some sad, sadistic game
Or was playing with my heart and mind
So much fun, you couldn’t resist
I was so young and confused
But I was in love!
With Love
Not necessarily you
Time taught me
This is true
A GIFT TO SHARE
The days pass by so fast
In the end our favorite is
The one that will last
I saw a double rainbow
When riding my bike
I was with a friend
Riding her new Schwinn
We both saw it!
It was a real double rainbow
From heaven above
Sent to us all in love
Full of bright colors
A double arch in the sky
For everyone . . .
Not just for you or I
Two Beautiful rainbows
For a moment in time
Magical . . .
Like a county fair
A gift to share
A CROSS
We are all given a cross to carry
And a path to walk
None we are given
Can ever compare
With the heavy cross
Or the uphill path
Our Savior walked, stumbled, and crawled
Only to be hung on that cross to die
So remember
Whatever you are given
There is still hope
And there will always be love
As long as faith remains part of your will
He does exist
And your journey through life
Won’t be all uphill
So carry your cross
And try not to complain
Remember, everyone has their own cross to carry
The healthy, the sick, the rich
The poor, the needy and the greedy
Cuz it takes all kinds to make the world go around
If not, I think we’d all fall off
And there would be no gravity
Or something important like that
The only reasons
are as simple as the changing of the seasons
From Spring to Summer
And Fall to Winter
AGING GRACEFULLY . . .
In no way am I . . .
The best that’s ever been
Nor do I . . .
Claim to know it all
Still I’ve been known . . . .
To keep a secret or two
You know . . . just getting through
Maybe . . .
One was about you . . .
I’m older now
And I’m not sure . . .
Sometimes . . .
My memories aren’t to clear
When I remember somethings . . .
Moments that were precious and few
About you . . .
DREAMS
Walk on the beach
Barefoot
Wish on a star
Your dreams aren’t that
Far, far away
Maybe tomorrow
Perhaps today
They’ll drift in on a cloud
That’s full from within
Or wash in on a wave
With the answers
To the questions not yet asked
Your dreams aren’t that
Far, far away
Maybe tomorrow
Perhaps today
CHOSEN
The reason some angels
Are chosen we may
Never understand
As we try to believe
Somehow
Someway
God has a plan
Precious and young
So Young
Just as our dreams have begun
Filled with tomorrow’s
Of our little one
Now full of thoughts of what might have been
With your first tooth
That cut your gum
With your first word
We never heard
With your first step
We won’t get to coax
With your first day of school
With your learning to ride a bike
With you singing your ABC’s
Birthday parties and Christmas
Now are, part of a history with no past
With memories we imagine
As we try to believe
Somehow
Someway
God has a plan
Carryin’ On
It’s no wonder I’m getting old
Just like my grandparents,
Parents and aunts and uncles
As our children have children
Named after who, really you
Carry on
It’s no wonder I’m getting old
I’m still shucking corn
Making corn fritters
My Grandma taught me how
and they’re good!
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So I’m carryin’ on
And there’s a guy
That’s my age
Wearing sweats pants and a nice Hawaiian shirt
Thinks he’s styling
And looks good
Just carrin’ on
The things I see in the neighborhood
Amaze me
Still Today
Always trying to remember yesterday
Carrin’ on
BURIED TREASURE
You’re sitting right here!
Less than 3 feet away and I feel so alone
Like there are miles between us
And I’m losing my best friend
There’s nothing I can do
To get through to you
You deal in silence with whatever it is
You don’t share your feeling
You box’em up and keep them hidden away
Like some buried treasure
BO BIRLEY
Because of the things you said
I understand completely
I’m not your friends
You think I’m cheap
And a Fin’ bitch
You think what . . . . !
Oh really . . .
Go on think what you may . . . .
I woke up . . .
Happy . . .
Secure . . .
And safe today
How about you . . .
Is the same true . . .
Did you wake up . . .
Happy . . .
Secure . . .
And safe today?
Big Ol Cat
Like a big ol’ cat
I wanna rub on you anytime
And have you rub on me all the time
Your touch . . . It feeds me so much
My hunger is fed
When I feel your touch
You’re the one . . .
The only one . . .
I want to feel that with
Like a big ol’ cat
You’re the master
I wanna rub on you anytime
And have you rub on me all the time
DVD
They say we’re old because we remember drive-in movies
Never imagined DVD
Back when life was about you and me
Fishing at the river, playing Frisbee at the park
8—Track & Nascar on Sundays 1968-1972
Life was about me & you!
Back when?
Popcorn and coke you brought to the show
In a brown paper bag, cuz’ you couldn’t afford the concession stand prices
We didn’t really know what a computer was
Just that it was big, really big
We thought our family was doing great when we got a private phone line
And no longer had a party line
Now the cell phone generation considers us old
They like our old jeans
We decorate with patches and design of Flower Power, Love & Peace
Those jeans are like the buried treasure of our time, our teens
When life was all about you and I
And the beauty in the sky
They say we’re old
Because we remember the drive-in movies
And all DVD stood for was David, Victor, Daniel
FORGIVE YOURSELF
Jesus has forgiven you, you must forgive yourself
That’s the only way you can go on and live a fulfilled life
Learn from your mistakes and carry on
Don’t deny your beliefs
Don’t turn your back on Christ
He will always forgive your worst sin
So do what you must to let him in
Believe
Believe in Him
He is our Savior
Our Salvation
Our reason to be
Be, you and me
Jesus is the son of God
Given to us all as a brother
One from the virgin mother
Jesus has forgiven you, you must forgiven yourself
Blessed are those who believe in Jesus
Do you know Him in your heart
Does He have a special part
Where you find the comfort of something real
You cannot see but you can feel
Feel deep in your soul
Does He have that special part
Have you given it to Him for always to keep even when you sleep
Jesus
Do you, Do you know Him in your heart
The Son of God
Our teacher, Our Friend
Where we find Love has no end
Do you, Do you know him
FUNNY HOW LIFE SPINS
Grandma did make us learn
All kinds of stuff
I’m so thankful we had her
Oh WOW I’m getting sentimental . . .
The holidays and all . . .
Pulling taffy and laughing in the kitchen
We were young
Wishing we were older
Now we’re simply older
Wishing we were younger . . .
Funny how life spins
Thank God Grandma
Did make us learn
To cook, to clean, to grow
All Kinds of stuff and to sew
Oh Wow she was the best
Don’t Ya know
Cuz . . .
She was your Grandma too
GAZING OUT A WINDOW
I always dreamt
I’d be Cinderella, Snow White or maybe Heidi
She was real and so was the love little girls dream of
Those things that exist
When they are big girls
Gazing out a window
Accompanied by a fabulous daydream
A prince,
A gallant ride
Not on a house of course
In a shiny convertible or a fine Harley
Getting Older
How old are you
Eight and a half
Wow . . .
You’re getting older all the time
When do the halves not matter
I’m forty now but remember eight
When I was eight and a half, fifteen and a half
And seventeen and a half
I guess yeah it maybe was cuz
I’m not almost or half anything
Not now . . . not today
Maybe nah!
Not maybe
I was for sure when I was young
I Haven’t A Clue
Truly, I haven’t a clue
I know now, at least I think I do
Or else I just wanna believe
It was all for me
Over 21 years of history
Yet I haven’t got a clue
Or comprehended it
Still somehow I knew it all, after the fact
Now what do I do?
Nothing and silence has worked for a long time
Tears—the decisions oh, so long ago!
Nothing we can do now!
I know, I know, that it is so
Still that’s so far fetched
It doesn’t make any sense to me
But somewhere in my mind, I know,
I know that it is so
The concept is so big; I can’t get a grip on it
Let alone put my arms around it
All the time!
FIRST CLUE
That should have been my first clue
You left with me and she was with you
And I thought what?
Maybe we had a chance
For a little romance
A real close dance
One or Two at least
You left with me and she was with you
Who’s foolin who?
DRIFTWOOD
I must of turned into driftwood
I use ta’ could
Do all that
I use ta’ could
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I use ta’ could
Plan it all and organize everything by myself
I use ta’ could
Cook huge meals for the bar parties
I use ta’ could
Ride my bike 20 miles a day
I use ta’ could
JEFF
Honestly, I haven’t known him long. Still, I knew Jeff Duay.
I remember just three weeks ago tomorrow, Jeff’s sincere hug and him telling me he loved me. We were all broken due to the loss of our friend Linda. Still, Jeff was happy too. He was about to marry the love of his life Red, after seventeen years of life together.
Now we are here again, to send Jeff off on his final journey. With all our love, hoping to keep him safe. Jeff never failed to tell people he cared about them, that he loved them. You knew that was true. He was real, and he only spoke the truth. Jeff’s hugs and smiles will be missed, along with his kiss. We all know that Jeff was a kisser!
If anyone had a problem, Jeff Duay was the first one to ask “How can I help”. Jeff Duay was “one of a kind”. I’m very thankful that I met him, and knew him as a friend. My life was blessed by this! I will always appreciate that, and remember Jeff Duay with a smile and much gratitude. For he stepped into my life for a while.
In memory of Jeff Duay, Let us pray for all the brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers, bikers, and drivers, and the broken hearted survivors.
AMEN
OUR DEAR LINDA
I’m not sure exactly what I want to say, but my heart knows there’s something I need to say. So I’ll just let my pen begin . . . .
On April 17th Linda stopped by to see me that afternoon. It had been four months since I’ve seen her. She was catching me up on her life. She told me that she moved off the island, ‘I was shocked’. It sounded to me like she was trying to justify that move. I know that she honestly never wanted to leave the Island. She loved it here! Linda told me that the 30-40 minute drive was good for her, it wasn’t bad. She was afraid she was going to hate it. She had rented an office in town, like a safety net, with an extra room, so if anything went wrong she would have a safe place to go. I asked myself “Why didn’t I see the signs?” knowing that she is gone I recall our last visit.