where did you go?
how am I s'posed to know?
where did you go?
and why didn't you tell me so
if I could
I would turn the world around
and go back to the day
when it all went wrong
was that just yesterday?
seems a million miles away
where did you go?
and am I here all alone?
where did you go?
is this house not a home
anymore?
is my soul not my own?
is the boat of my heart left on the shore?
a million excuses could not be enough
a lady refuses when enough is enough
and time itself seems to stand still
when the heart choses to be what it will
where did you go?
will I ever know?
will I ever see you again?
and if we do
will you remember who
was more than a friend?
the body will betray
you when you least expect
and there will come a day
when your life is a wreck
but still you gotta live
every day you gotta get up with the bell
put it all away
even though your life has gone to hell
in spite of all regret and all sorrow
there will still be a tomorrow
so fill your empty cup
because the sun will still come up
where did you go?
I'd follow you if I could only know
where did you go?
tell me I want to know......
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Sandie