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Written for my grand daughter "Logan" in tribute of her first and last bite to my flesh.

If you're going to love me, let it be now, While I can know what my heart wants to feel, Whisper words of endearment in my ear; So that I may treas..

Will the hundredth time I see you, Be the same as three or four ? Will the next time that I kiss you, Be the same forever more ? Will our specia..

I've kissed your lips a thousand times or more, I've held you in my arms all night long, I've missed you each time I wake at dawning; I've heard yo..

Written for my grandson, Caleb. His personality was so bubbly and he loved bubbles. So I nic-named him " Bubbles "

I'm like a blind man, I cannot see, Groping in darkness, Trying to find me. Lost in a world, I can't understand; A player of cymbals; Without a..

Written when I learned I had cancer. I was lucky they found it early. This was 25 years ago.