Where Is The Love / The Black Eyed PeasThe Long Way Back
Long and Winding Road by Paul McCartney
She holds it in with a smile on her face
as darkness pulls her down.
Emotions in a jumble
but she knows she must be strong.
Can’t let them see inside her
afraid they’ll think her weak.
So until she’s off and all alone
false bravado she must keep.
It wasn’t always like this
a life kept far apart.
She used to have a family
of which she was a part.
But life can take you places
taking others far away.
One moment she was happy
then too quickly, it all changed.
Hopefully she’ll rebuild a life
that she can call her own.
But today she’ll wear
a mask of sorts
and call no place a home.
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Innocent Child / Childhood Poverty in America
True sight
When you look with your eyes you see
but when you feel with your heart…
you know. Hansi Riley
Don’t Cry For Me Argentina by Nicole Scherzinger (= Outstanding! Click on her to watch video
Never Alone
Never Alone, Lady Antebellum with Jim Brickman -click on picture, enjoy!
Back to the Sea
You Just Never Know…
Abraham, Martin and John, 3 versions of this great song, enjoy!
A friend from long ago… click on song below
Long ago as I would ride
through mountains and the glen
he would ride beside me
keeping me company,
my old friend.
Through bad times and the good ones
he’d join me on the trail.
He must have sensed my loneliness
cause he’d show up,
just about then.
I’d see him in the distance
and his smile would soon ensue.
Though he never hugged or touched me
that he cared
I always knew.
His words were spoken softly
to each one, I listened well.
About his wild adventures,
such great stories he would tell.
But sadly, as the years went by
I’d see him less and less.
His absence brought me sadness
though I figured he knew best.
Many years had passed on by,
when in my mind he reappeared.
In a time of stress and darkness
his words, they reassured
and I found myself remembering
the lonely girl I used to be
and how much joy and pleasure
his company brought to me.
Then, the thought occurred,
that I was finished being alone.
For now, he had returned…
I must have called him home.
Hansi Riley
This was about my old friend “the cowboy” in my other poem, I hope you enjoy them all
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