Not The Loving KInd

I'm not the man you longed to love
It's not the dream you once believed

Love Like A Ghost

The future haunts me now, today
You'll leave and find your ghostly way.

Nothing

There's nothing left to say
Nothing left for us today

Letting Go

I'm slowly letting go
Things that once pleased me
Now lie so very far below.

Our Family Home

The house I'd love to see inside
Has windows four-score and open wide
No garden front, nor back, nor side
But plants galore of every size.