“It’s a little bit funny,
This feeling inside
I’m not one of those who can
Easily hide
I don’t have much money
But boy if I did
I’d buy a big house where
We both could live.
So excuse me for forgetting
But these things I do
See I’ve forgotten If
They’re green or they’re blue
Anyway the thing is,
What I really mean,
Yours are the sweetest eyes
I’ve ever seen
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It might be quite simple but
Now that it’s done
I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now you’re in the world
If I was a sculptor
But then again no
Or a guy who writes poems in
a traveling show
I know it’s not much but
It’s the best I can do.
My gift is my poem and
This one’s for you.
And you can tell everybody
This poems for you
It might be quite simple but
Now that it’s done
I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind
That I put down the words
How wonderful life is
Now you’re in the world.” E. J.
Leaving the peace of my backyard.
Celebrated Ryan’ s promotion to Engineer at Training Facilities in Ione with Matty, Joey C, Pat, Monica, Craig, Craig, Cher and myself.
I leave for the Oakland airport and Helsinki in an hour. Hell bent on Helsinki!
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