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Beverly Ann Kegley

Beverly Ann Kegley
Senior Year - Narbonne High School

Beverly Ann Kegley

Beverly Ann Kegley
Beverly in Junior High School

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


242 D
It’s not right.
It’s not fair.
But then life isn't fair.

As you would say, “oh wells.”

242 D
It's just a place.
You're not there.

You're driving down the highway 
with the radio turned up loud  
singing to the tune that's on the radio.

242 D
It's just a place.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.



We touched the sun
We held the stars
We fell in love with open hearts
We chased our dreams
That went beyond
We did it all
We thouched the sun

When I look back Im glad we found each other
With no regrets along the way
And what was like and endless summer
Its just yesterday

And even if its not forever
We were meant to be together
Even if its only for a while

We touched the sun
We held the stars
We fell in love with open hearts
We chased our dreams
That went beyond
We did it all
We thouched the sun

We chased our dreams
That went beyond
We did it all
We thouched the sun

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

             You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal



You learn, after some time,
that no one really cares.

Your effort, while it spoke to
you taking control of your life,
was probably a meaningless gesture.

In the end, no one cares.

Have a tune for you today ...  Enjoy

Link:  Alabama: Angels Among Us

I was walking home from school, on a cold winter day
Took a shortcut through the woods, and I lost my way
It was getting late, and I was scared and alone
But then a kind old man, took my hand, and led me home
Mama couldn't see him, oh but he was standing there
And I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers

Oh I believe there are, angels among us
Sent down to us, from somewhere up above
They come to you and me, in our darkest hours
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give
To guide us with the light of love

When life held troubled times, and had me down on my knees
There's always been someone, to come along, and comfort me
A kind word from a stranger, to lend a helping hand
A phone call from a friend, just to say, I understand
But ain't it kind of funny, at the dark end of the road
That someone lights the way, with just a single ray of hope

Oh I believe there are, angels among us
Sent down to us, from somewhere up above
They come to you and me, in our darkest hours
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give
To guide us with the light of love

They wear so many faces, show up in the strangest places
To grace us with their mercy, in our time of need

Oh I believe there are, angels among us
Sent down to us, from somewhere up above
They come to you and me, in our darkest hours
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give
To guide us with the light of love
To guide us with a light of love

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.



Chilly morning.

Tunes.  Just tunes.

A way to let you know
that you were not alone.

Did they help?

Have a tune for you today …

“The day the music died” … so true.

Enjoy.


A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

So bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lenin read a book on Marx
A quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

We were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the halftime air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets, the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And they were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

They were singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin' "This'll be the day that I die"

Monday, February 25, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped in to say that you are in my heart and on my mind this morning.

            Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


You are always in my heart.
Your memory is always with me.
You are not forgotten.

The sadness is there,
but I choose to celebrate your life.
You are not forgotten.

I place flowers on your grave,
but they are only symbols
to begin a conversation.

To spend a few moments
and know in those moments
that you are not there.

But here, always, in my heart.
You are not forgotten.

Have a tune for you today …

That you're waiting from the backroads
By the rivers of my memories
Ever smilin'; ever gentle on my mind”

So true … enjoy.


It's knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried upon some line
That keeps you in the backroads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that bind me
Or something that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together walking
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're moving on the backroads
By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin'
Cracklin' caldron in some train yard
My beard a rustling, cold towel, and
A dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waiting from the backroads
By the rivers of my memories
Ever smilin'; ever gentle on my mind

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal



Oscars tonight.
Wonder which ones you would have picked.

Miss you.

Have a tune for you today ... enjoy.

Link:  Bon Jovi: Always

This romeo is bleeding
But you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up 



It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up

 

Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me

 

And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and
The words don't rhyme
And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you - Always

 

Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry
One that made you have to say goodbye
What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair
To touch your lips, to hold you near
When you say your prayers try to understand
I've made mistakes, I'm just a man

 

When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words you've been needing to hear
I'll wish I was him 'cause those words are mine
To say to you till the end of time

 

Yeah, I will love you baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always

 

If you told me to cry for you
I could
If you told me to die for you
I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price I won't pay
To say these words to you

 

Well, there ain't no luck
In these loaded dice
But baby if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams
And our old lives
We'll find a place where the sun still shines

 

And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and
The words don't rhyme
And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you - Always 




Saturday, February 23, 2013

Dear Beverly

Your memory is in my heart this early morning.

           Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Up early, sun not up yet.
A few moments to reflect.

Nothing more.
Just memories.

Have a tune for you today ... 

Link:  Lady Antebellum: When You Were Mine

Words spoken, my heart open,
No I never had butterflies like that.
We danced in the moon glow,
Your hands moved slow,
You kissed me on the lips,
Swore I wouldn't look back.
It was just like we were flying, in another time,

I felt the world was ours for the taking,
When I fell into your eyes,
Never a doubt that we would make it if we tried.
You promised you'd never break my heart,
Never leave me in the dark,
Said your love would be for all time,
But that was back when you were mine
When you were...

Here, with me, I thought we'd be,
Stronger than the past,
Better than the ones before.
How did I fool myself in thinking,
We had it all

I felt the world was ours for the taking,
When I fell into your eyes,
Never a doubt that we would make it if we tried.
You promised you'd never break my heart,
Never leave me in the dark,
Said your love would be for all time,
But that was back when you were mine
When you were...

What if this was it baby
What if this was our time
Maybe we're long past saving,
I'm gonna give you one try,
You better think twice,
Before you leave her behind.

And what if the world was ours for the taking
When I fell into your eyes,
Never a doubt that we would make it if we tried.
You promised you'd never break my heart,
Never leave me in the dark,
Said your love would be for all time,
But that was back when you were mine
When we were in love
Do you remember that time
When you were mine

Oooh
(That was back when you were mine)
What if this was it baby
What if this was our time
(Back when we were in love)
Back when you were mine
(That was back when you were mine)
Back when we were in love,
In love

You said you'd be there,
You'd said it'd last forever,
I guess you've never really meant it baby
Did you baby?


Friday, February 22, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

         You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal



What is it about loss?
Is it the little things that we lose along
the way that are the most important?

Lost opportunities.
Lost moments.
A missed sunset.
A lost chance to say goodbye.

The things we take for granted.

I would think so,
they are the most important.
It is these little things,
not the big, grand defining moment losses,
that become the most important over time.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
When it's real, I keep it alive

The road is long
There are mountains in our way
But we climb a step every day

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world below
Up where the clear winds blow

Some hang on to used to be
Live their lives looking behind
All we have is here and now
All our lives, out there to find

The road is long
There are mountains in our way
But we climb a step every day

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know
Where the clear winds blow

Time goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive today

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know
Where the clear winds blow

Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong





Thursday, February 21, 2013

Dear Beverly

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Just stopped in to say hello.

         You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Lifehouse: From Where You Are



Funny how things worked out.
Is “funny” the right word?

Doesn’t matter the word,
it is the concept of how things work out
when two people standing in the woods,
metaphorically speaking, part
and take different paths.

Paths that they’ve agreed to.
The grand bargain.   Our bargain.

Robert Frost’s poem speaks to it.

“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both”

You and I could not travel both.
You went one way, I went the other.

I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”

Robert Frost: The Road Not Taken



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Have a tune for you today …

“Yeah I miss you
And I wish you were here”


I hope others "miss all the little things"
I hope others "miss the way the sunshine would light up your face"

I do, I do ... I truly do … enjoy.


So far away from where you are
These miles have torn us worlds apart
And I miss you, yeah I miss you

So far away from where you are
I'm standing underneath the stars
And I wish you were here

I miss the years that were erased
I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face
I miss all the little things
I never thought that they'd mean everything to me
Yeah I miss you
And I wish you were here

I feel the beating of your heart
I see the shadows of your face
Just know that wherever you are
Yeah I miss you
And I wish you were here

I miss the years that were erased
I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face
I miss all the little things
I never thought that they'd mean everything to me
Yeah I miss you
And I wish you were here

So far away from where you are
These miles have torn us worlds apart
And I miss you, yeah I miss you
And I wish you were here


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Up before dawn; light rain.
Couldn't sleep ... cold.

Good news is that the storm will pass.

I only wish that the "storm" of last June 
had done the same for you.

Have a tune for you today ... Enjoy.

If you could have only heard 
this tune in your head that day, 
"every dark night turns into day
Every heartache will fade away
Just like every storm runs, runs out of rain."


Link:  Gary Allan: Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain

I saw you standing in the middle of the thunder and lightning
I know you're feeling like you just can't win, but you're trying
It's hard to keep on keepin' on, when you're being pushed around
Don't even know which way is up, you just keep spinning down, 'round, down…

Every storm runs, runs out of rain
Just like every dark night turns into day
Every heartache will fade away
Just like every storm runs, runs out of rain

So hold your head up and tell yourself that there's something more
And walk out that door,
Go find a new rose, don't be afraid of the thorns
'Cause we all have thorns
Just put your feet up to the edge, put your face in the wind
And when you fall back down, keep on rememberin'

Every storm runs, runs out of rain
Just like every dark night turns into day
Every heartache will fade away
Just like every storm runs, runs out of rain

It's gonna run out of pain
It's gonna run out of sting
It's gonna leave you alone
It's gonna set you free
Set you free

Every storm runs, runs out of rain
Just like every dark night turns into day
Every heartache will fade away
Just like every storm runs, runs out of rain

It's gonna set you free,
It's gonna run out of pain,
It's gonna set you free 



Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say how much I miss you.

         Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


We sat for two and half hours
and looked through old photo albums.

You told me of your kids
You showed me pictures
and smiled brightly as you spoke of them.

I spoke of mine; my family
We laughed … it was a beautiful morning.

The pain; the hurt; the loss,
these feelings did not show through.
There were other things to speak of.

We sat there in the sun and talked.
Over thirty years had passed,
and yet it seemed like only yesterday
when I saw you last.

Funny how the mind works.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


If you wait for me then I'll come for you
Although I've traveled far
I always hold a place for you in my heart
If you think of me, if you miss me once in awhile
Then I'll return to you
I'll return and fill that space in your heart

Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
If you'll be waiting
If you dream of me like I dream of you
In a place thats warm and dark
In a place where I can feel the beating of your heart

Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
If you'll be waiting
I've longed for you and I have desired
To see your face your smile
To be with you wherever you are

Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
If you'll be waiting
I've longed for you and I have desired
To see your face, your smile
To be with you wherever you are

Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
Please say you'll be waiting

Together again
It would feel so good to be
In your arms
Where all my journeys end
If you can make a promise if its one that you can keep, I vow to come for you
If you wait for me and say you'll hold
A place for me in your heart.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Dear Beverly

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Your memory is with me this morning; your smile; your warmth.

       You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


It is fascinating to me
how people interact.

Strangers becoming friends.
Friends finding peace with each other.

What is it in the human spirit
that craves contact with others?

If hugs and smiles and laughter
are the nature of things,
then what happens when they
are denied?

Makes you wonder.

Have a tune for you today.
It’s a fun one … enjoy.


We were sittin' up there on your momma's roof
Talkin' 'bout everything under the moon
With the smell of honeysuckle and your perfume
All I could think about was my next move

Oh, but you were so shy, so was I
Maybe that's why it was so hard to believe
When you smiled and said to me
"Are you gonna kiss me or not?

Are we gonna do this or what?
I think you know I like you a lot
But you're 'bout to miss your shot
Are you gonna kiss me or not?"

It was the best dang kiss that I ever had
Except for that long one after that
And I knew if I wanted this thing to last
Sooner or later I'd have to ask for your hand

So I took a chance
Bought a wedding band and I got down on one knee
And you smiled and said to me
"Are you gonna kiss me or not?

Are we gonna do this or what?
I think you know I love you a lot
I think we've got a real good shot
Are you gonna kiss me or not?"

So, we planned it all out for the middle of June
From the wedding cake to the honeymoon
And your momma cried
When you walked down the aisle

When the preacher man said, "Say I do"
I did and you did too, then I lifted that veil
And saw your pretty smile and I said
"Are you gonna kiss me or not?

Are we gonna do this or what?
Look at all the love that we got
It ain't never gonna stop
Are you gonna kiss me or not?"

Yeah baby, I love you a lot
I really think we've got a shot
Are you gonna kiss me or not?



Sunday, February 17, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

         Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


What makes another human being unique?

Given it some thought of late.

For you, I remember the humor.
Kindness.
A loving nature.
A beautiful smile.
Your way of saying things.

But that could also describe 
thousands of other people.

You had flaws ... who doesn't?
No one is perfect.

You made mistakes ... we all have.
Again, no one is perfect.

Those things don't matter.

There are so many intangibles
that go into the making of a person.

Things that can't be touched or felt,
but they are there nevertheless.

Things that made you, you.
Made you perfect.  Just perfect.

These memories of you being you 
remain with me ... always.

Have a tune for you today ...  

"Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me."


If you could have only heard those words last June.

 ... enjoy.

Link:  Pink: F**king Perfect 

Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good'
It didn't slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated, look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me

You're so mean when you talk
About yourself. You were wrong.
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead.

So complicated,
Look happy, You'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It's enough, I've done all I could think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same
(Ohh ohhhhhhh)

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me

The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line and we try try try but we try too hard
And it's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?

(Yeah!)
I'm Pretty, pretty, pretty

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me
(You're perfect, you're perfect)
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fucking perfect.
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me. 

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Dear Beverly

You are in my heart and on my mind this morning.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


A beautiful winter's day.
Sunny, bright and warm.

A sign that spring is near.

Miss your smile.
Miss your humor.

Have a tune for you today.
It is a fun one ...
I think you would have liked this one ... Enjoy.

 Link: Lady Antebellum: Downtown

Well, all the parties on the streets are talking, store front mannequins sleeping in lights.
We used to smoke while we were jaywalking like it was your birthday every other saturday night.
Knew The bands so we never payed our cover.
Wrote our names on the bathroom tiles.
We never dressed to impress all the others,
They would let us in on our laid back kind of style.
But boy you know it's been a while.

I don't know why you don't take me down town like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round, round like a good time tease.
I'm only counting on your cancellation,
When I should be counting on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore.
Ohhhhhhhh anymore.

I got some platforms sitting in the corner.
They wanna stroll on a city sidewalk.
I got a dress that'll show a little uh uh but you ain't gettin' uh uh if you don't come pick me up (damn),
Show me off (wow),
You might be tired, but I'm not!

And I don't know why you don't take me down town like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round, round like a good time tease.
I'm only counting on your cancellation,
When I should be counting on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore.

I don't know why you don't take me downtown like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease.
I'm only counting on your cancellation,
When I should be countin on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore.
Ohhh anymore.
Yeaaaaah I don't know why you don't take me downtown,
I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore.
I just don't get it

Friday, February 15, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped in to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal

Love.   
You just wanted to be loved.

Not isolated and left alone, 
but loved and treated with kindness.

It seemed so simple,
but it proved to be elusive.

In the days of my grief
I wrote of your needs in this poem.

He Called You Sam

He called you Sam. 
How odd a nickname for such a pretty girl.

“Hey Sam, go out and play.”

“Sam, clean that room.”
“Please,” he didn’t have to say.
Reluctant for the chore, but you adored the man.
So off you’d go for the one who called you Sam.

“Sam, such a lovely smile you have today.”
It would grow brighter with his voice.
“I love you daddy.”

“I love you, Sam.”
That’s all he had to say.

And then the cancer came.

Gone and you just a child of twelve.
It could never be the same.

No one to call you Sam.
No sound of “Sam” to bring a smile.
No “Sam, clean that room” today … or any other day.

One day there.  One day gone.
Lay bare the heart ... and cry you did.
Such a heavy load to bear.

No one to keep the boys at bay.
No one to teach you this or that.
No one to say: “I love you, Sam.”

“I love you, Sam.”

The loss, it marked you well.
A wound not seen, but there, a heart not whole.
A week?  A month?  A year? 
Could he have tarried just awhile?

Only those who took the time,
Who stopped and sought to listen.
They too could hear the whisper in your heart.
The need.  The need.  The need.

The need to be just Sam.
And hear without condition,
“I love you, Sam.”

“I love you, Sam.”

He called you Sam. 
How odd a nickname for such a lovely woman.

Have a tune for you today.
Not a song.
Not music, but a tune ... that's what you call them.
Enjoy.


 Oooh yeahhh!

Wasted time and money
Honey, treatin' you like a queen.
I might as well have just thrown matches at a tank of gasoline
Well it all went up in a ball of flames.
Yeah, girl you torched me good.
Yeah, I got burned and learned that I loved you more than I should.

Cause my heart said a long time ago,
Buddy tuck your tail and run.
Cause it ain't love,
When you're stuck on the wrong end of the gun
Well, you put your finger on that trigger
And you shot me where I stood.
I found out the hard way.
I loved you more than I should.

Ooooh yeahhh!

Well, curse the man who made the sweet perfume that cast the spell.
And curse the night that made us kiss beneath the star that fell.
And curse the man before me,
Didn't warn me when he could.
And curse me most of all for loving you more than I should.

Cause my heart said a long time ago,
Buddy tuck your tail and run.
Cause it ain't love,
When you're stuck on the wrong end of the gun
Well, you put your finger on that trigger
And you shot me where I stood.
I found out the hard way.
I loved you more than I should.


Last night I found myself inside the strangest, sweetest dream
You were standin' arms wide open right in front of me.
The closer I moved toward you, the further away you stood.
I woke up and wispered, "I loved you more than I should."
They'll write on my gravestone,
I loved you more than I should.

More than I should, yeahhh!

Ooohhh!

Yeahhh!

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Dear Beverly

On this day you are in my heart.

          Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Christina Perri: A Thousand Years


It is so easy to forget.

The busy affairs of the day
get in the way.

Things you have to do ...
this and that.

I choose, however, to remember.
I choose each day to spend a few moments
in reflection on your memory.

I celebrate your life.
I no longer grieve.
That has passed.

The pain can only be endured
for so long and then you have
to let that go.

But the memories remain ... always.

Have a tune for you today.   Enjoy.

Link:   Christina Perri: A Thousand Years

Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone?
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

One step closer
One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more