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by E. Marie Aldrich-Creasy


  Babies in strollers, fisherman

  Bicycles and surfers

  Yeah, they all come to the edge of the sea

  And somehow feel free

  Free to feel

  Free!!

  To be lost in the sight of the sea

  YEAH THAT’S 1983

  Lost at twenty-two

  Way back in Cheyenne

  It was a one night stand

  A Harley Davidson

  And a handle bar mustache

  Now

  Nearly forty-two

  When I hear Kenny Rogers sing

  About twenty-two years ago

  I was way back in Cheyenne

  It was a one night stand

  A Harley Davidson

  And a handle bar mustache

  The music was too loud

  The hurricane ready

  To go ’round

  The lights were on

  And we had sound

  Yeah

  That’s the walk

  Yeah

  That’s the eyes

  Yeah

  That’s the way

  Back in Cheyenne frontier days

  Walking through life in a haze

  Who’s Listenin’

  When I have to say something

  About nothing

  Why don’t you listen?

  You want me to pay attention

  When you have to say something

  About nothing

  So I listen . . . Sometimes

  Ok, so that’s fair

  We both know we honestly care

  We care about each other

  We care about tomorrow

  We care to continue to share

  Share our life together

  Share our time together

  Even though sometimes

  When we both have something

  To say about nothing

  We don’t listen

  To each other

  NASCAR RACE

  When you see something’s that are backwards

  And ya know that’s just not right

  Nah, that aint right

  No matter how you look at it

  But lookie here, I been to state fairs, world fairs

  A few rodeos and a couple concerts

  I’ve been to London, England

  And seen the wind mill’s in Holland

  I’ve even got lost in Amsterdam

  Been to several Mardi Gras

  And never

  Nope I promise

  I aint never seen

  Nope, never seen a gathering

  Like the ones I’ve seen for a Nascar race

  That’s right, Nascar

  Yeah, that’s right Nascar

  Cuz anyway you look at racecar even spelled backwards

  It is still racecar

  Yeah, that’s right

  Yeah, that’s so right

  MY SON

  Oh wow, now

  I’ve met my son

  He’s handsome

  He’s polite

  He’s smart

  He’s a gentleman

  Oh wow, now

  I’ve meet my son

  Twenty-four years later

  I know nothing is perfect

  But better is best

  He’s handsome

  He’s polite

  He’s smart

  He’s a gentleman

  Wow, he’s my son

  What a great job his parents have done

  YOU CHOOSE

  I hear you don’t want anything to do with me

  And would never come here again

  Cuz’ I wouldn’t help you

  You weren’t sick

  You were in your own trouble

  Not my fault

  Not my responsibility

  I went with you to court in June

  You didn’t follow the judge’s ruling

  You talked about leaving lots of times

  I wasn’t signing my name to anything

  If that means I’m not your friend

  You are so wrong

  But you lose because of the things you choose

  I’LL TRY

  You say I’m never satisfied

  I don’t wanna be too greedy

  To demanding

  Or to selfish

  So I’ll try not to be

  Cuz’, I wanna be

  Your first thought in the morning

  On your mind all day

  And your last thought at night

  I don’t wanna be

  What you don’t want

  I wanna be

  Just what you want

  And exactly what you need

  You say I’m never satisfied

  I don’t wanna be too greedy

  To demanding

  Or to selfish

  So I’ll try not to be

  NOW YOU’RE GROWN

  I’m just missin’ you

  You’re on my mind

  Life is moving so fast

  For you now

  You’re grown

  Wondering now . . .

  Where did you find all those hours

  To waste on the phone

  Somehow it’s true

  There’s not enough hours in the day

  To solve everyone’s problems

  And make them go away

  The shuffle of life has you running in circles it seems

  Lost in today

  Little by little

  Losing sight of your dreams

  With so many others to please

  You must slow down

  And take time to breath

  Or before you finish

  You may just leave

  Repeating history for the third time

  And that my dear would be such a sad rhyme

  OH THAT

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  Frontier days in Cheyenne Wyoming

  I swear there was no one else there

  Just You and I

  The look in your eye,

  Like a teddy bear

  Made me stop, to say hello

  Now, I don’t even remember your name

  It was just a game

  Of darts and balloons

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  Road side carnivals, County fairs and Rodeos

  In Houston, Pasadena,

  Victoria, Conroe and Midland Texas!

  When I stopped to say hello

  You made me feel like I might win

  More than just a teddy bear

  Even now I do remember your name

  I wonder was it just a game

  Of darts and broken hearts

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  A road side carnival In Rock Springs Wyoming

  Long ago

  Maybe you know

  I don’t even remember if I said hello

  I was young

  Out having fun

  Not a worry, not a care

  Nor’ the slightest interest, in winning a teddy bear

  So !! Ya’ just never know

  Except it’s the same

  Another name

  Another game

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  A county fair

  I felt like I’d won a live

  Blue eyed teddy bear

  The flame of somethin’ special was in the air!

  Only two can share

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  NOT YET

  None of us have earned our wings

  Or know why some people say such bad things

  It’s so confusing or is there soul confessing

  Sometimes I’m sure they just saw

  Or heard it differently

  You were there

  You always are

  So did you see it the way I did

  Just because you care

  Or are you being real and completely fair

  Like I have to ask

 
Duh! That’s a no brainer

  Some people say such good things

  It’s so refreshing

  I’m sure in time

  I’ll earn and get

  What I don’t have

  Not yet

  NO ONE

  No one ever said it quite like that

  No one ever touched my heart the way that you have

  As if you’ve taken it out of my chest

  To cradle it and protect it

  I’ve never known a feeling like that

  It’s all brand new

  It has me crazy with ideas of what I should do

  Cuz’ no!

  No one,

  No!

  No one

  Has ever said it quite like that

  No it’s a fact of today and yesterday

  No one has held my heart like that

  And it has me crazy

  Asking myself what should I do

  It’s all so new

  NO EXCUSE

  Drinkin’, drinkin’, drinkin’

  Today, tomorrow, yesterday

  You said

  I said

  What?

  You said

  I said

  What?

  They all said it’s true

  I was a shit-head to you

  It’s too late to cry

  Apologize again

  I’ll try

  Believe me please

  It’s not a lie

  Drinkin’, drinkin’, drinkin’

  Was the one and only reason why

  I said and did all that dumb stuff

  Like a Sunday morning white

  Patient leather scuff

  It was dumb stuff

  I apologize

  LITTLE MISSY

  Miss High and Mighty

  Miss Sassy and Rude

  If you think teenage years are hard on you

  Look at what you are putting your Mom and Dad thru

  Just Cuz’ they are not together

  Doesn’t mean they don’t love you

  Miss High and Mighty

  Miss Sassy and Rude

  Once sweet and innocent

  Curious and mischievous

  The terrible two’s

  Onward to tying shoes

  Everything your Mom and Dad do to raise you

  Little Missy

  High and Mighty

  Sassy and Rude

  LOVE HAS COME MY WAY

  Yeah, I have what I need

  And what I want, I’ve acquired

  Love has come my way

  So like some ol’ song

  That’s been changed

  I finally have what I need

  What I want and love with a wedding band

  It’s just part of life’s plan

  To walk through life hand in hand

  So it is possible to get

  What ya need

  What ya want

  And love sweet love

  True and sincere

  True and sincere

  SHORT THOUGHTS

  CHASE YOUR DREAMS

  Chase your dreams

  Until you catch the one you want

  Because life is a dream

  If your livin’ it

  THE EARTH

  The earth is a patchwork quilt

  From the sky looking down

  You’re my prince

  You’re my king

  You’re my everything

  I THOUGHT

  I thought you knew everything

  Yeah I did too

  But that was about twenty years ago

  HURT THAT BAD

  No amount of feel good

  Should ever have to hurt that bad

  LET’S ALWAYS DREAM

  Let’s always dream our dreams

  Hope for hope

  Never give up

  Never quit

  Let’s always

  FLOWER’S FREEDOM

  It’s the flowers right to have freedom

  Whether to be wild

  Or groomed

  It’s a flower’s freedom

  STOP IT, QUIT IT

  I’m too young to do it

  Or I’m too old to get away with it

  If I do, do it

  So I guess I won’t

  I won’t do it now

  I won’t do it later

  But I won’t stop thinking about it ever

  Nope not ever

  Cuz’ I believe it is important

  Always

  So stop it, Quit it

  Or go for it

  And just do it

  Whenever it is right

  SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE

  I’m an old woman

  To the twenty year olds

  And a young lady

  To the sixty year olds

  Floating in the middle

  Education is important

  So learn all you can

  Practice what you learn

  Teach others and carry on

  Just getting through

  Somewhere in the middle

  SECRETLY SOMEWHERE

  The moment was real

  It was special and true

  Secretly somewhere

  In time for me and you

  SOMETIMES YA GOTTA ASK

  Who raised those?

  They are not the ones their Grandmother rose

  Or even close to it

  Because Grandma well, she knew everything

  How to be right, how to be real!

  To earn your keep and get peaceful sleep

  Grandma knew if you paid attention to the golden rule

  You’d do a whole lot better in school

  Grandma knew if you were hungry and wanted to eat

  To make sure there was enough for everyone to eat

  Grandma knew how to appreciate

  A job well done

  And make any ol’ chore fun

  Grandma knew how to properly set a table

  As she told stories of Cane and Able

  Grandma knew how to sew cloths to live in

  Grandma knew how to cook and not just stew

  There was so much more that she could do

  Grandma knew if you had a job to do

  Do it right the first time

  Give it your all!

  Nobody wants to do the same job twice

  Grandma knew how to can tomatoes and make jelly and jam

  We pulled taffy, too!

  Grandma she was cool!!

  Grandma was more precious than a jewel

  And Grandma knew

  Yeah! Grandma knew

  SOMETIMES

  Sometimes your tongue cuts like a razor blade

  Sharp and quick, so slick

  Sometimes the words you say

  Hurt in the worst way

  Worse than being slammed into the wall

  By not looking, chasing the kids ball

  Sometimes the words you say

  Have me thinking about going away

  MY HEART WON’T LISTEN

  I wanna feel the real in your touch

  My head knows better but my heart won’t listen

  Having nightmare’s in broad daylight

  Real, safe and true

  Lost in life before you!

  SHEET SPLITTEN’

  What’s up!

  Is it time to split the sheet’s

  When we’re calling each other names

  When we lose our tone in front of our friends

  Who cares is the attitude

  Why we don’t try

  What happened to you and I

  Instead of nice

  We are continuously rude to each other

  Still you’re a great guy

  In all our friends eye

  And I am a wonderful gal

  Who has more than one life pal

  Together . . . . You and I

  Have become toxic somehow

  And everyone knows that’s dea
dly

  So what’s up is

  It’s time to split the sheets

  Maybe just maybe in time

  We’ll be friends again

  We both know the road

  We were on was a dead end

  We took a wrong turn

  Or two

  And we can’t find the way back

  Cuz’ we can’t let go of all the bullshit

  We threw and went through

  Yeah . . . Me and You

  Now that it’s gone

  It’s just goodbye

  RUTHIE

  Ruthie lived ten years longer

  Than medical science said she would

  She woke up with a positive attitude

  And a good spirit everyday

  She always had a helpful hand to lend

  She worried about others

  If they had eaten or had what they needed

  She partied with the best of us

  And the worst

  Enjoying the spirits of liquor, wine and beer

  She would do her best to convince anyone

  And everyone to take care of themselves

  She was soft spoken

  Until she had a point to get across

  Then she would be heard

  Ruthie was gentle, good and kind

  I’m sure she now is in heaven helping

  The good Lord accomplish whatever He needed her for

  God rest her soul

  ROAD TRIP

  It was winter quarters

  A Harley Davidson t-shirt

  And a pair of light blue jeans

  You even said you liked it

  A little white top

  Pink heart buttons

 

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