Where do you keep those what ifs’ ?
Do you put them safely in your heart ?
Or hide them in a pocket ?
Throw them in a secret box –
and make very sure that you lock it ?
Growing up in Jersey was great back then!
You could yack to everyone and they all understood what you were freakin’saying! Not for nothin’ if you asked “What’s your exiit ?” They knew you meant “What’s your exit off the I-80 or any other interstate. No translation needed!
As I got older – the gypsy came out in me and I traveled west- to a whole ‘nother world ! ( The Twilight Zone- we called it )
My first stop was St. Louis,Mo. at a restaurant near the Arch. “Coffee regular.” I ordered. The waitress looked at me like I was a nut case. “We don’t have that!” she said. “Yeh!-you don’t have cream and sugar?-I know you have coffee,says so on the menu!” giving attitude, I piped back! “Oh!’ she said “And just where do you come from?” “Jersey!” I answered. She gave me a ‘well that explains that’ look.
And that was just the start of my adventure.The further I traveled- the more the words kept changing on me!
I learned you don’t ask for soda-it was ‘pop’ ! In California they really don’t know what the shore is – to them it’s the beach. Go figure! I found out pretty quick that L.A. wasn’t for me- they kept asking me where I came from! I didn’t know how to talk to those people. So, I chose Texas next!
I swear on my Mothers’ grave – I didn’t know what I was in for there either! I love Texas- I even bought a chunk of dirt there! Wide open spaces and friendly people! At first, I didn’t understand “How’s Y’all?” I thought they were asking about my YAWL. When I asked what a yawl was- they responded “Where Y’all from?”
I had to stop saying “Get outta town!” They took it literally-it just means -Wow,what a story! I had too much explaining to do! At a Bar-B-Q a lady and I were checking out all the guys there. She asked”How ’bout that one?” “He’s a butter- face.” I said. “Now, just what is that?” she questioned. “Oh,that just means everything really looks good on him- BUT HIS FACE!” Her response was the usual “And where do you come from?”
Yankee girl is (lovingly) my nick-name!
Well,I went back to my little ranch and drank till I was 60/40 (almost drunk).I decided I best learn “Texican” and not for nothin’…I’m just sayin’…They stopped giving me that ‘where did you come from’ look and I don’t give them that ‘up yours’ look anymore either! Yep, they all think I was born in their neck o’ the woods!!!!
Now Y’all go figure!!!! Just sayin’ !!!!
It must have been a fierce fight
to keep their homes and their land!
All their suffering was just not right
the lies were flying,
when they were offered a friendly hand !
To stand here in these ruins,you feel their spirit,
you hear their voices in the wind.
Stand still,the sound of war drums,you will hear it !
The abuses of the past will return,the wise person
knows this and they fear it !
History repeats itself !
Yeah ! The joy of waking
to the smell of coffee making
in my old black percolater pot.
Mmmm ! the eggs and the bacon and melted
butter on freshly baked
cornbread that’s hot !
Listen to those blackbirds yack
from high upon thier perch.
Now I’m all dressed up in Sunday best,
soon I’ll be out the door and
headin’ for The Cowboy Church !
Sundays are full of “Hi ! Y’all !”and smiles
in my little town in the west.
It’s only in my dreams do I
go back home and
travel all those miles !
Annabelle Lee Annabelle Lee
He built you a home by the sea.
Were you loved,were you happy, Mrs. Poe ?
I often wonder- I’d like to know.
Did you want to run out the door
when you read quote the Raven “Nevermore”?
So young- were you lonely and afraid ,Mrs Poe?
I often wonder – I’d like to know.
Was he sane while writing “The Tell-Tale Heart”?
Did you have a good life or was it falling apart?
Were you both tormented by demons, Mrs Poe ?
I often wonder,I’d like to know.
Annabelle Lee Annabelle Lee
Are you still there near your home by the sea ?
Did you have to leave this world, Mrs. Poe ?
I often wonder – I’d like to know.
I’m gonna quit chasin’
the hair of the dog.
When I catch it, my head
aches,like being hit by a log!
Sangria is the best fruit of
when I drink it up, I just feel
Maybe when I get older,
I’ll be a tea totaler!
Until then,I won’t be such
I’ll run a little slower chasin’
the hair of the dog !
Think about it, jusy for a minute,
while our souls are not the same
the commonnalities remain.
Since time began,all have hunted.
The coyote,the wolf and the dog searched
only for food but
man took always just
What he wanted.
The coyote runs with its’ pack
they will quickly snatch a calf,
and the Mama will wail!
It is consceince they lack,
If they were humans they
would all be in jail.
The wolf is independent and swift.
With a shake of its’ head
Its’ caught its’ prey.
Back to its’ lifelong companion
it brings the gift.
They have survived for yet
The dog we have made our servants,or
so this we think.
They are born with the knowledge,
the secret of life of
which we humans seek.
They understand unconditional love.for this reason
I say the soul of the dog
is given from far above.
Teachers they are if you open
This lesson it seems,man cannot learn.
Just look at our world
we’ve torn it apart!
If we could have less of the criminal mind as
such the coyote has
our eyes would no
longer be blind.
If we could have the independence
and strength,such has the wolf,
without fear our ears
will finally hear.
If we had the loyalty, patience
and love such as the meekness
of the dog,our hearts would
Peace from above!
I hate the junk-the junk that’s
made in China!
Before it’s time- it’s thrown
in the trash!
It’s cheaply made and overpriced.
No longer will I buy it!
I’m keeping my cash!
Listen up all you stores-
I’m not buying it anymore!
I’ll shop the thrift stores,the
swapmeet,the yard sale –
for that stamp that says –
MADE IN THE U.S.A. !
OUR YOUNGEST SON AND YOUNGEST BROTHER
GONE FOR 13 YEARS AND
MISSED LIKE NO OTHER.
I COULD WRITE PAGES AND PAGES
ABOUT YOUR LIFE HERE,BUT,
YOU KNOW THE SECRET OF THE AGES.
TELL ME ABOUT JESUS AND HIS LOVE,
IS HEAVEN NEAR US
OR IS IT WAY UP ABOVE?
I KNOW THAT YOU ARE ALWAYS NEAR
WHEN I FEEL YOU AROUND,
THERE IS ONLY LOVE,NO FEAR’
DO YOU STILL SING THE COWBOYS SONG?
WE”VE MISSED YOUR VOICE
FOR SO VERY LONG!
I WOULD TRAVEL FOR MILES AND MILES
TO SEE YOUR FACE
AND ONE OF YOUR SMILES!
UNTIL WE JOIN YOU AND OUR FRIEND JESUS
WE FEEL YOUR LOVE
THAT’S DEEP WITHIN EACH ONE OF US!
SO,KEEP SINGING “GEORGIA” WILLY NELSON STYLE
THE CIRCLE CAN’T BE BROKEN
WE’LL ALL SEE YOU AFTER AWHILE!
WITH ALL OUR LOVE “SIS”
“HE THAT HEARETH MY WORD,AND BELIEVETH ON HIM THAT SENT ME,HATH EVERLASTING LIFE,AND SHALL NOT COME INTO CONDEMNATION,BUT IS PASSED FROM DEATH UNTO LIFE”