Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My mother told me while I chewed,
brains loved fish over all other food.
Would a big scary brain come looking to see
if his favorite food was inside of me?
Excusing myself, I went straight to bed
and pulled the covers over top of my head.
I tossed and turned without any sleep,
wondering about what brains hate to eat.
Fatty meats and sweets, my mama had said.
So quickly downstairs I silently tread,
and into the kitchen to remedy my dread.
Now erased are my fears to bed,
with any feelings of doom.
For now is sugar sprinkled, widespread,
all about my room.
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
When our eyes met
for the very first time,
I knew it was you
to clear my
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
If you take me,
Take me for who I am.
If you love me,
Accept me with all
