Railroad Crossings Touch My Mind

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Railroad crossings touch my mind
Worn jeans speckled with fading paint
Buddha found lying by the curb
Sorry ma’am, I’ve never been a saint
Life is an amazing gestation
There is nothing left to lose
Those stars have lost their luster
Welcome back home to live the blues
Daily life has never been easy
Always some sort of pain to endure
Demons breathing down your neck
Silently waiting for another liquid cure

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Summer Comes Crashing Down Upon Us

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Summer comes crashing down upon us
The cliches of sunshine cannot be overstated
We grow warmer & friendlier in the heat
The smiles & the bright sky are interrelated
We’ve been bundled up for far too long
Fleeing society for the beaches to lessen stress
Stripping yourself of these daily burdens
Smelling of sweat & suntan lotion as we undress

We’re Dealing With Our Daily Struggles

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We’re dealing with our daily struggles

Some are obviously much more dire

But no one can minimize your pain

There’s no sunshine when you’re in the mire

Facedown, it’s difficult to have any hope

But know darkness will eventually burn away

The fog will lift & you’ll see the light

The Lord will always bring you to another day

I’m An Old Man These Days

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I’m an old man these days
With only memories to tell
Dreams have faded away
Leaving me little to dwell
But I can still remember
My wee friends at dawn
Months after December
The fairies & the Leprechauns
Without who I’d be forever lost
Standing mightily on my Shillelagh
At home with me until the first frost
Walking through the garden daily

*previously posted on former blog

A Known Quantity

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A Known Quantity
Specific locale for every hair
Structured & sternly operated
Efficiently operating daily affairs
Beauty & grace not the question
But rather what’s the purpose here
Unattached without regret
Can love can flourish when it’s so severe

Railroad Crossings Touch My Mind

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Railroad crossings touch my mind
Worn jeans speckled with fading paint
Buddha found lying by the curb
Sorry ma’am, I’ve never been a saint
Life is an amazing gestation
There is nothing left to lose
Those stars have lost their luster
Welcome back home to live the blues
Daily life has never been easy
Always some sort of pain to endure
Demons breathing down your neck
Silently waiting for another liquid cure