I Would

It's probably not wise to say a word,
But I feel young and reckless,
Wisdom's hardly on my mind,
So I may cry to the night,
Maybe I am feeling,
Something more for you,
I'm sure the feeling kind,
Let's you and I blow up the night.
I'm not saying I need you,
I'd forget it now if I could,
I'm just letting dreams run,
I'm just saying, I would.

A little bit

and just before I go to bed,
I want to say I love you,
but I won’t do that,
because I am a little bit drunk,
a little bit sick,
and a little twisted in the head.

A Beautiful Life

I'm staring at the wall,
Because I don't know what to say,
How do I give tribute,
To our lovely lady?
She was wonderful and wise,
With knowledge of all kinds,
And agile for so many years,
In body and in mind.
She had style and decorum,
And the kindest of hearts,
With all these great attributes,
Where do I start?
So far a mini skirt,
Is all I've got down,
When her life was more like,
A sweeping ball gown.
My pen is my needle,
But it is hard to thread these lines,
Fragile silk words,
Trying to depict a strong life.
So down goes my pen,
I close my eyes,
Simply breathe and remember,
Her beautiful life.