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Some Things

Some things will never walk away 

Some things are hard to lose
Some things are worth the fighting
We live with what we choose 
Sometimes we live on passion 
Sometimes we live by reason
How we make our choices
Changes with the seasons
Yes some things are stable
And yes some things are true
The way we love each other
No one can undo 

Maturity

Every parent enjoys seeing their child grow up. An infants sounds become conversations; they start walking and talking. It is endearing to see them learn to self-initiate rather than needing to be carried everywhere. Soon we tell them to quit acting like a helpless baby and walk themselves. Every stage of growth is celebrated and is marked by independence. As they grow up, it is our duty to equip them with as much independence and self- motivation as possible. It is a shame on a parent to have children who cannot function without them. At least that is the way it is supposed to be.

It seems our society is trying to make dependence a virtue. A real adult can’t wait to get out into the world make their way. Not because of a bad home-life but to make use of their energetic mind and body. We should make our own opportunities and it is a shame to put up with people who draw a shade over our human potential. There are various means that are used, but they all make us subjects to the whims of another.

The bar has been lowered at what constitutes being a victim. Slavery, murder or starvation used to be the criteria for it. To call oneself a victim in the abundance that is America is childish in the same way we don’t approve of a kid hanging on to his mommy because the world is scary. An adult is expected to go out, overcome obstacles and become something on his own. It isn’t a virtue to demand someone to take care of you; it is virtuous to work through hardships without complaining while bettering oneself in the process.

When the group we associate with tells us there is no opportunity, it is up to us to debunk the myth. It is a good idea to get away from peers that hold us back and listen to those who spark independence in us. It doesn’t require money or certain circumstances, it takes the courage that goes with independence to go out and make a change in our lives. The pay always comes later. We need to lay aside issues of race, economies and bad luck and put the God-given talent that is in each of us to work. To be courteous when inconvenienced, to embrace changes, to handle adversity with poise; are what it means to be mature.
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Ida Jean

Been lookin cross this ole cabin of ours
Me an the woods, the trees an the stars
Ya keep our home tidy and keep ma cloths clean
Ya also straightin ma heart Ida Jean
Oh Ida Jean you shore are a sleeper
I went fishin for gals, you was a keeper
I really don’t mind that yer missin a tooth
It’s hard to believe but I’m tellin the truth

Some been sayin that you ain’t a looker 
When I bring home a possum they’d never cook er. 
You may git ornery and downright mean
But that only turns me on, Ida Jean
Oh Ida Jean you shore are a sleeper
I went fishin for gals, you was a keeper
I really don’t mind that yer missin a tooth
It’s hard to believe but I’m tellin the truth
When folks stop on by ya shore are a pleaser
Ma heart will be yurs till I am a geezer
I’ll butter you up to sow a few beans
No one can beat you at that Ida Jean
 Oh Ida Jean you shore are a sleeper
I went fishin for gals, you was a keeper
I really don’t mind that yer missin a tooth
It’s hard to believe but I’m tellin the truth

Every Bit

What can I do to hold you 

My heart is afraid of loss 
If there was a way I could buy 
You know I would pay any cost 
My mind cannot grasp
A life without you 
My heart’s made alive 
with the sound of your voice
I swear I can hear you now
Though tasks drown your memory
Is it your touch I’m feeling 
Or just a soft gentle breeze  

My soul is fulfilled
By the words that you speak
I’ve always been strong 
Without you I feel weak 

So I will do all I can 
To scale this great divide
If it takes every bit of my strength
Our hearts won’t be denied







 

Escape

As a youth I learned to run 
And make a great escape 
I may have lost direction
But I was never late
Rules can’t hold me back
Sure I broke a few
If you want to catch me
You’re gonna need a crew
No one can corner this man
I was made to be free
Better keep a guard on your fence
Cause I’m gonna be history
There are many who may try
But none will ever succeed 
Those who think they can
Should prepare to bleed. 
No one can corner a this man
I will always to be free
Better keep a guard on your fence
Cause I’m gonna be history

When I’m old and gone
And pass through any gate
I’m gonna look around
For a way I can escape

The light

The world was cold and empty

When I was a child
Through the gloomy clouds
I saw your little smile
I felt a light turn on 
Deep inside my soul
An everlasting light
It instantly took hold
The world was so confusing
When I was a youth
My outlook became clear
When I saw you smile
I felt a light turn on 
Deep inside my soul
An everlasting light
It instantly took hold
The world had held me captive
When I was mature 
My heart was given freedom
When I saw you smile
I felt a light turn on 
Deep inside my soul
An everlasting light
It instantly took hold

You Must Be in Love

If you’re staring into space

And you’re feeling out of place
There’s nothing wrong with you
You must be in love
Your stomach’s tied in knots 
And your mind has wandering thoughts
No reason makes it right 
You must be in love. 
Nothing’s strong enough to beat it
So you must go out and meet it. 
No matter how you try
None of it makes sense 
Don’t sit on the fence 
You must be in love 
It’s rarer than a jewel  
Make sure that it’s well spent
There’s a reason it was sent
You must be in love. 

The ’74 Station Wagon

The derby’s over and our butts are draggin

We’re headin home in the station wagon
Wood-grain vinyl down both sides 
Get in now or miss the ride. 
It’s too much fun seeing where you’ve been
So I’ll take the seat that’s sunken in.
Down bumpy roads we have no fear
Grab the baby; don’t spill the beer
We land in laps but don’t get mad 
That’s why our doors have these pads
An opaque cloud from glowing smokes
Cigarettes for all the folks
The cloud turns brown on the dry dirt road
Our eyes get stung round wheel well holes
We’re pulling in so watch your toes
You might get wet when the holes explode
Doors fly open, six kids get out
In less time it takes to shout








If I Were King and You Were Queen

If I were king and you were queen

Every porch would have a swing
Every pie would have ice cream
Every day would be a dream
If I were king and you were queen
If I were king and you were queen
There’d be a ban on being mean
Every boss would learn to sing
Every ear would wear a ring
If I were king and you were queen
If I were king and you were queen
Fun would mix with everything
Cakes would only be frosting
Everyone would stay a teen 
If I were king and you were queen
If I were king and you were queen
Just think how life could always be
Hand in hand and so serene
Happiness to the extreme
If I were king and you were queen

A Gift Called “Today”

This is an edited letter I sent to a friend who is struggling with addiction:

Growing up and as an adult, I worked and lived with people with substance abuse problems. Sometimes I felt as though I was the only sane one among crazies, but I learned from it. Since I inherited the same traits, I have empathy toward those who struggle with it. Here are a few principles that may help based on my own observations and experience.

First and foremost is to recognize that the traits that cause the anxiety are good traits if applied properly. You can be fun and a go getter and there are people who wish to have the exuberance and adaptability that is a part of your make up. Unfortunately, factors and conditions can steer this delightful compulsion in the wrong direction, make us hostage to certain vices and result in depression afterward.

I’ve noticed there is always another party that causes this anxiety. Every friend and family member I know that has the same issues dealing with anxiety have this as a factor in their thinking. I have hundreds of hours into sitting with people telling their woes and they are delighted to have someone to present their grievances to. If I wasn’t there they would relive the moments themselves constantly in their heads. The grandmother that helped raise me, family members and friends along the way, all had this in common; a third party that made them helpless and messed up their lives along with the fear that they may have done the same to others themselves. I want present you a different way of thinking.

Every person that wakes up under the sun is given a gift from God. It is called “a day” and it is more valuable than any monetary reward. It is a personal gift given directly to each of us so we can do what we want with it. The purpose of this gift is happiness. We should make every effort to be happy by enjoying this gift. Every person in the world is equal on this level. There is a psalm that says,” This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.”

Many people squander this gift in the same way a prodigal squanders his wealth. They are not satisfied with ruining their own happiness but they want to take happiness away from others in the same way the prodigal took his father’s wealth. But we must tend to our own happiness and appreciate those who want to contribute to it. That is our first and foremost responsibility. Of course we should always be ready to receive prodigals with open arms, but it is out of our realm of influence to force them to be happy. They have the same starting point as we do, the same wealth of a new day every morning, so it follows that they are responsible for their own happiness. No one depends on you for their happiness and yours shouldn’t depend on anyone else. Straying outside of this realization results in anxiety.

Sometime thought patterns need to be nipped in the bud. Christians say to cast all your cares on Jesus; but to be at the point of casting means we receive something. Some things aren’t ours to pick up in the first place. Those of us who have been strapped with responsibility for many years have to work to abandon living for everyone else and enjoy the life that God has given us. This isn’t selfishness but it is good stewardship. We have so many talents, so many snarky remarks and so much to enjoy and improve, we can’t let anyone else step in on our ability to get all the happiness we can out of the gift of each day. Once this becomes a habit, there is no need for rehabilitation.