Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from crawling along in the dirt
And biting two buttons off Jeremy's shirt.
I got it from chewing the roots of a rose
And digging for clams in the yard with my nose.
I got it from peeking into a dark cave
And painting myself like a Navajo brave.
I got it from playing with coal in the bin
And signing my name in cement with my chin.
I got if from rolling around on the rug
And giving the horrible dog a big hug.
I got it from finding a lost silver mine
And eating sweet blackberries right off the vine.
I got it from ice cream and wrestling and tears
And from having more fun than you've had in years.
In The Shadow Of Your Warm Love
In the shadow of your warm love
I feel so safe and secure,
And your soft, caring
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
I wish not to love you much,
Only to love you well.
Much is but a quantity,
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
There's this subject called chemistry
how it works is a total mystery
it is an at
