I
One of the few who could see beyond the face of love
taking every bit of life he could find in her heart of joy
all we felt was the voices of those before laid in comfort
in the grass of youth finding passion as the perfect escape
Flowers dance on the hill
as the wind blows strong
small lights scream fight
all the cars filled with young
back seat lovers understand
II
Out of the hell created by demanding society
children bare self and soul for the vision expected
prepare for the crash burn and die of yesterday
all is up for grabs female to male sailing in a troubled sea
She is the first of the trill
taste all he has can it be wrong
Officer’s intrusion is flashlight
county sings a message sung
Momma from jails picks up her little man
III
Tried a stand man moves to the hill to watch the fire of desire grow
shadows of the ghost before dance to the beat hearts singing natures song
long in the evening bursting stars dropping fast in view as it turns
child becomes the adult with an empty feel lost in expectation died in a car
Little is the wild side of being
in a world filled with pain
keep the tears falling
a scripted dream
left in the sad
IV
Family walks the path to a place to lay a blanket down
flowers seeking the sound of laughter found in soul search
wonder is the birth of eyes seeing all that is real and used
place is a heart on the mend of truth and value we pretend
Save the child in seeing
falling stars in rain
heard the child calling
tip a bit of Beam
all of us have been had
V
Slow the mind takes the world for what it is a place lost
ideal kept in the storyteller lay to rest by reality seen
stage of time blesses him on the street corner singing
she does his bidding for a time but even love will die
Creativity left on a barstool
in a time that lived
only her fragile mind
danger is the drink left
see you a round
love tinka