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by E. Marie Aldrich-Creasy

Because love does exist

  With family and friends

  Just to begin the list

  NO GRAVITY

  Hey lady

  If we were all the same

  There would be no gravity

  Won’t you join me please

  We’re all spinning around

  We all have an attitude

  Like quick

  It makes us who we are

  So, no mam, I wasn’t being rude

  I’m telling ya

  If we were all the same

  There would be no gravity

  And we would fall off

  The earth, not the wagon

  So I’ll have another drink

  Wont ya’ join me please

  Cuz’

  If we were all the same

  There would be no gravity

  Hey there, this ain’t your neck of the woods

  Your not real sure how to fit in

  I believe

  If we were all the same

  There would be no gravity

  But I know everything will be ok

  Just be yourself and say what

  You want to say

  This is America, it’s OK

  Where Did The Fairytale Magic Go

  Where did the fairytale magic go?

  The sparks in our eyes

  Were once those of joy

  Happy so happy

  Now the sparks are so full of anger,

  So much anger

  Now it’s all about tit for tat

  And you can’t have that

  Where did the fairytale magic go?

  When did it turn into black, black magic?

  No longer fairytale magic

  The fantasy has turned

  Turned around and flipped upside down

  Into a nightmare that’s happening while I’m wide awake

  During day life

  Finding myself no longer wanting to be

  Your wife,

  Cuz’ our fairytale magic

  Has turned into an all too real nightmare

  In broad daylight

  Written for Amie

  GOD COULD

  When things end up the way they should

  Ya gotta believe

  It was because God could

  Yeah, God could

  Make it happen

  The way it should

  Remembering

  The plan did come together

  And the baby was born

  And there was life

  The day started when the sun rose

  The grass grows

  When the moon is high in the sky

  We pray when we lay down to sleep

  Remembering why things end up the way they should

  Ya gotta believe

  It was because God could

  When There’s Just Enough

  Life is good in the neighborhood

  With a little time to spare

  Just enough now and then

  Will prove you care

  Life is good in the neighborhood

  With a friend like a circle

  No beginning, no end, just a friend

  Life is good in the neighborhood

  With the children outside

  Playing in the yard, on the swing

  Such a simple thing

  Means there’s more than enough

  Love left in life, that’s good

  To make up our neighborhood

  WHAT A FRIEND

  I’ve been there for you

  And you sit on your ass

  And ridicule me

  Like I’m yesterday’s leftovers

  To be tossed in the trash

  How many times will I let you hurt my heart!

  Before I refuse to let you have a part

  Because of the things you said

  I understand now, completely

  I’m not your friend

  You were so mine

  My friend . . . . I wrote to you

  Sent you money

  Held you when you cried

  Felt the pain and suffering of such a seriously hard loss

  And shared it all with you and your family

  If you’d just get a job

  Get rid of Bob

  Get a little pride

  And self esteem

  Go out and accomplish a dream

  You’d feel so much better about yourself

  And you wouldn’t have to

  Put your friends down

  To make yourself feel good

  Or drink so much beer

  Or throw so many fits

  Your life is what you make it

  Nothing more, nothing less

  So get your own address

  WHAT’S NEXT

  What’s next?

  Another hurdle to jump

  Another mountain to climb

  Another day

  Not the same as yesterday

  Unless you yourself let it be that way

  So! Run the race

  Jump the hurdle

  Put on your boots and climb that mountain

  Create a better yesterday

  So it’s not just the same

  Unless you yourself let it be that way

  What’s next

  Is another day

  We pray

  LIFE’S NO MYSTERY

  On the beach

  There is nowhere like the beach

  Where your dreams are all within your reach

  The blue water and the blue sky

  Are reason enough to get up and try

  And create a why

  Where the sand and the sea are free

  Forever for you and me

  Don’t you see!

  The rest is all history

  No longer a hidden mystery

  Here on the beach

  Where your dreams are all

  Within reach

  WAY BACK

  Way back is twenty years ago or more

  Way, way back is forty years ago or more

  And way, way, way back is sixty years ago or more

  Isn’t it

  I’m not ready to see why God picked me

  I’m glad to know he thinks my life is worth a go

  THE MUSIC OF WATER

  The sun sparkles on the water

  As the waves come in

  What you see, sounds like music

  The waves crashing on shore

  At times like a lions roar

  Or sometimes soft and demure

  As a kitten’s gentle purr.

  MY PILLOW

  We all know wannabes

  Are like Koala bears in fairytales

  This is my dream

  How could you understand

  What I mean

  Cuz’ when I catch my buzz

  I’m ready for my pillow

  YOU

  Deceit, Dishonesty

  Is what you’re about

  Back stabbin; and dissin’ me

  You’ll have to find someone else to fool

  With those games you learned in grade school

  Cuz’ I find then rather rude and cruel

  Back stabbin, and dissin’ me

  Deceit, Dishonesty

  Is what you’re about

  Makes me wanna shout

  Realizing I was your fool

  And truly you are cruel

  IF YOU DON’T WANNA

  If you don’t wanna read what I wrote

  Then don’t

  Don’t read one word

  If it’s too hard to understand

  Put the book back on the shelf

  And concentrate on something else

  YOU DO GET REWARDED

  Patience and persistence

  Are rewarded with success

  Ya’ gotta’ choose your dream

  Ya’ gotta sacrifice here and there

  To make both sides meet in the middle

  Because patience and persistence

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nbsp; Are rewarded with success

  IT’S HARD

  Arguing and fighting

  Over every simple thing

  Dinner . . .

  You don’t like what we’re having

  Running off

  Skipping school

  We don’t ask much

  You rebel at our thoughts

  Our touch

  You know right from wrong

  This adolescent thing seems to take so long

  As a parent, I’m mad and disappointed

  Again today

  Refusing to let it lead me astray

  IT’S ALMOST TIME

  I been thinking

  About the man in the red suit

  Who’s always winking

  It’s almost time

  For the light to sparkle

  For the snow to fall

  And the church bells to chime

  Yeah! It’s almost time

  For Christmas

  YOU LIE

  Okay, I have listened to you lie on the phone

  Standing next to me

  About me!

  I’ve seen you do and say some things

  That make’s me question my instincts

  Anyway, you flat out lied Saturday night

  Sick, maybe from drinking

  If at all

  This bar has been my life

  Since you were five years old

  And I’m not stupid

  And this is not my first rodeo

  Or windy day at the beach

  I gave up my shift for you

  You didn’t want to have to dance

  Oh that’s crazy

  Losing out on the best night

  For a lie

  No more

  I still like you

  I hate that you lie and you drink so much

  Please don’t let life cost you

  A part of yourself

  MY SISTER MY FRIEND

  Even if it’s only now and then

  Until the end my friend

  A sister, yes I guess

  Because I understand

  It didn’t work

  You meant for it to

  But you were totally wore out

  Your time had been tapped

  For everyone else but you

  Like the last drink in the keg

  So a sister, Yes!

  I’d expect nothing less

  From a friend

  That’s what we truly are

  From the beginning to the end

  Simply a sister, a friend

  With understanding

  Forgiveness

  Compassion

  Thoughtfulness

  Gratitude

  And thanks all wrapped up into

  The one and only you

  My sister, my friend

  From the beginning until the end

  Even if it’s only now and then

  LETTER FROM HEAVEN

  Hey Mom,

  I never thought it was gonna happen like this. I didn’t know for sure . . . None of us do really . . . But Hey! I’m Okay

  Jesus came to get me . . . He’s cool! He even knows some good jokes and has the baddest Harley I’ve ever seen. He even let me drive it. I took it for a spin and it handles like a dream!

  God . . . Now he’s all that, yeah! He’s the bomb. Ya know? He’s about it all, everything!

  Wow, this place here is great! It’s laid back and happening too. It’s content, comfortable, safe and all that good stuff.

  Don’t worry or stress if I could I’d send my address. Tell Laura and Dean I said to be strong for you and I love them both. Don’t forget to tell Catarina she’s special and loved very much. I’m sure they all, all ready know and my wife please try to have a good life. Take care of the kids, and look after the dog. Now you’s guys don’t sit around like a bump on a log. Ladies make yourselves up! Everyone smile your best smile. When you remember me cuz life will feel better after a while. I love you Mom and I’m gonna miss you’s guys

  PS: Gramma Pecor, Grandpa Reed and Gramma Aldrich all say hi

  LET’S GET UP AND GO

  It’s a get up and go day

  And I wanna stay home

  Just hanging around the house

  Not get dressed

  Till almost noon

  To look at pictures

  To ponder on the smallest or stupidest things

  Oh ya know

  It’s a get up and go day

  And I wanna stay home

  Enjoy my coffee

  The mornin’ sunrise

  Watching the world come alive

  Remembering for a moment

  What it’s like to live

  To share, to give

  It was probably a get up and go day then

  And I wanted to stay home

  To color a picture, to ponder on the smallest or stupidest things

  Oh you know

  Get up and go

  IN THE NAME

  In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost

  I pray for all the children who need a home

  A warm meal to eat

  A safe place to sleep

  In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost

  I pray for all the old

  Who need to depend on their young to care for their needs

  Like planting a garden and pulling weeds

  In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost

  I pray for all the weak

  Who are afraid to believe

  Or even conceive

  Moses was on that mountain

  Where the commandments were written in stone

  And somewhere the seas were parted

  In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost

  YOU ARDELLA

  It’s been nearly fifteen years since

  You told me good-bye

  Because you were going to die

  I said no

  You said it was your time to go

  There was no fixing things this time

  You held my hand and asked me to

  Keep your dream dreaming for you

  To keep your ship sailing

  Now it’s been so long

  And still sometimes I get it wrong

  I try my best

  To make them all feel like a guest

  And make you proud

  And keep our passengers from

  Getting thristy, vulgar or to loud

  Whenever they come aboard

  To visit and listen to some good music on our juke box

  As they check out the Gulf of Mexico

  Enjoying a cold one

  And maybe catching some sun on the deck

  Before the nighttime comes

  Sampling different rums

  Keeping your ship sailing

  And your dream dreaming

  Now it’s been nearly twenty years

  Since our goodbye

  And still for you

  I continue to be true, true to

  You Ar’Della and the Poop Deck

  IN A COCOON

  In a cocoon

  Wrapped up

  And protected from the world

  What’s real and right outside your window

  You’ve spent nearly twenty-one years

  Trying to figure it out

  Now as I listen, I know

  It’s time to fly

  But I’m not sure I know how

  But, Oh my yes

  I am ready to try

  From A to Z

  I wonder

  Is it all about me?

  In a cocoon

  Wrapped up

  And protected from the world

  YOU CHANGE

  Faster than a simple exchange

  You change

  With an exchange

  You change

  With an exchange of words

  You change

  With an exchange of money

 
; You change

  How can you be so different

  So quickly

  So totally opposite

  From the happy fun you

  To the, I’m gonna kill something

  Get out of my way

  Bitch you become

  Stay away! I don’t want me some

  NO MORE

  You flip like a coin from heads to tails

  Where’s the luck

  Some play with their last buck

  Hoping for a change

  A change

  With no exchange

  WHEN THE CALLS COME

  It’s nice to have someone give a shit

  So you feel like

  The full moon on the water

  Shimmering, shinning

  Bright and true

  I’m glad it’s you

  When the calls come

  Just because

  Just because you care

  About me

  Just because

  You’re special

  And it’s nice

  To have someone

  To give a shit about

  That’s true

  I’m glad it’s you

  LOST IN THE SIGHT OF THE SEA

  Lost in the sight of the sea

  I live on the seawall

  I’ve seen it all

  From street girl’s answerin’ traffic calls

  To families, weddings, the frizz-bee dude

 

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