I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook A real live lover, could have been a book. I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock. I could be Here and now I would be, I should be But how? I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
I could have been your pillar, could have been your door I could have stayed beside you, could have stayed for more. Could have been your statue, could have been your friend, A whole long lifetime could have been the end. I could be yours so true I would be, I should be through and through I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
I could have been a whistle, could have been a flute A real live giver, could have been a boot. I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock. I could be even here I would be, I should be so near I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
The Deafening Silence
-
This graphic is from Facebook. I am disgusted by Australia's misogynistic
culture and tacit acceptance of mens' violence against women. I'll let the
c...
Mistakes were made
-
In a class I run, I teach students about passive language. If you can
finish a sentence with 'BY ZOMBIES, then it it is passive sentence. Steven
King in...
21st Century Crisis
-
I'm so over food. I mean, what is it with this stuff? Is it really
necessary to consistently refuel this body of mine three or more times a
day? It jus...
JUANITA'S WILD ANIMAL PASSION
-
I'm straining the coffee grinds through my teeth, the ceiling fans whirring
like upside down helicopters, when the Indo man enters the cafe and greets
me l...
1 comment:
Beautiful...what a magic day
Post a Comment