To start the show long ago Mom labored in pain.. hope in mother love for her first child.. there was love to comfort.. put paid to a price.. ongoing bills to be.. go by in a thrice.. sense a lifetime to be running wild..
Can a memory be in this second? Every day past visions hold a dam.. know my worth from birth yet gold dreams beckoned.. memory time passes who I am..
Lightning lights thrills flashed mirror parties.. inside perfect lonely when alone.. one thing is a shoelace tied secure.. if only that is true.. true to the bone..
Heart right behind eyes tearing easy.. laughter manic easy on the ear.. everything is camp three stooged and breezy.. better laugh than cry at useless fear..
As when twenty years today remembered.. twenty-one believed most anything.. glad for love of song thank those good songsters.. for music I can play.. lyric to sing..
Decades come to go are well-remembered.. this day long ago my bod was born.. my living soul will thank with love and music.. bitter blues notes from my heart are torn..
Scream blues pretty blues my harp is singing.. heard by ears heads turn to the blues sound.. smile sit playing guitar notes ringing.. good life here topknot to the ground..
Words for this day.. The mirror is a true.. introspective friend every day.. on the day of my birth I remember.. I discover past things.. I learn.. Peace Tony