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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

Friday, December 14, 2012

Dear Beverly

On this day you are in my heart and on my mind.

            Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal

Kindness.
Tenderness.
Love.
Caring. 

Simple things; easy concepts.
Why is it, for some, so hard?

A tune to begin your day.
A word of encouragement. 
"You are loved."
"You are not alone."

Have a tune for you today ... enjoy.

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, 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
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 


Thursday, December 13, 2012

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

            Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal

Rainy day.
Dark and cold.
A melancholy day.

Have a tune for you today ... says so much.

Willie Nelson: Sweet Memories

My world is like a river as dark as it is deep
Night after night the past slips in and gathers all my sleep
My days are just an endless stream of emptiness to me
Filled only by the fleeting moments of her memories

Sweet memories sweet memories hmm

She slipped into the silence of my dreams last night
Wondering from room to room turning on each light
Her laughter spills like water from the river to the sea
And I'm swept away from sadness clinging to her memories

Sweet memories sweet memories hmm

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Dear Beverly


Just stopped in to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Paul Williams: Evergreen


Love.
They write books, sonnets and movies about it.
They call it Romance.

But I would think that love,
true love, transcends that.
It is more than “romance.”

Love, unconditional love, is where you
see the dings, the faults and the flaws,
but it just doesn’t matter.
That love lives within your heart.

No one is perfect …
you’ll never find that person.
Life passes too quickly for such a quest.
So celebrate the virtues within their faults.

There is this gift of love, I think,
that lives within each of us.
The warmth of that love when another
human being becomes a part of you.

It is jubilation.  It is a connection.
Some are able to find it in many.
Some refuse to look for it; to see it. 
Sad for them.

It is more than “romance,”
This love is life itself.
Love.

Have a tune for you today …
From one of my favorite songsmiths, enjoy.


Love soft as an easy chair
Love fresh as the morning air
One love that is shared by two
I have found with you

Like a rose under the April snow
It was always certain love would grow
Love ageless and evergreen
Seldom seen by two

You and I will make each night a first
Every day a beginning
Spirits rise and their dance is unrehearsed
They warm and excite us 'cause we have is the brightest love

Two lights that shine as one
Morning glory and the midnight sun
Time we've learned to sail above
Time won't change the meaning of
One love ageless and ever evergreen

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Dear Beverly

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

             Hi Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey

Not inspired with anything in particular today.
Miss you.

Miss starting your day with a tune.
Miss starting your day with words of encouragement.
Miss so much ... the smile, the funny way you had with saying things.

Have a tune for you today ... "you are not alone," I wish you could have heard that loud and clear.

Jerrod Niemann: Only God Could Love You More

The things you say
They hit me with a right sometimes
Hit me with a left sometimes
But I'm still standing
For us
You make me wanna dream sometimes
Make me wanna scream sometimes
I'd never give you up

So know you are not alone
I am in this too, this is us
This is me and you
So go, turn and walk out that door
I hope you find what you're lookin' for
Just know only God could love you more
Than I do

I know
We take it to the limit sometimes
Our friends get caught up in it sometimes
But can you tell me who goes
The gooder it gets sometimes
To wish we never met sometimes
I'm not understanding

So know you are not alone
I am in this too, this is us
This is me and you
So go, turn and walk out that door
I hope you find what you're lookin' for
Just know only God could love you more
Than I do

The things you say
They hit me with a right sometimes
Hit me with a left some times
I'm still standing
We're still standing

So know you are not alone
I am in this too, this is us
This is me and you
So go, turn and walk out that door
I hope you find what you're lookin' for
Just know only God could love you more
Than I do

Monday, December 10, 2012

Dear Beverly

You are in my heart and on my mind.

           Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal

Monday.  
The sun is not up yet.
Long day ahead.

With the peace of the morning comes reflection.
Can't help but think that there was so much more I could have done.
Should have done ... but like you would say, "oh wells."

Have a tune for you today ... a new one from your boy, Toby Keith.
Sad song ... he asks the question: "Where do they go?"

Forgotten mainly ... so sad as they toss flowers, cry and soon forget.
But for me, the beating heart says never.  
You are here ... always.

Toby Keith: Hope on the Rocks

Brady was a baseball star
Til he struck out and took his car and drove away
Sissy lost her little boy
Hitch-hiked up to Illinois, so they say

Then it rained so hard that Mary tried
To take her life with suicide
And disappear just like the thunder
You ask around and no-one knows
Where they went or what they do
But you wonder, I know you wonder

Where do they go?
They come here
To drown in their sorrow and cry in their beer
They’re in need of a mindbender
I’m a bartender
At the end of the day
I’m all they’ve got
Hope on the rocks

Charlie’s wife filed for divorce
And Charlie bought a quarter horse, now he's ridin' fences
Upside down and couldn’t pay
They hauled Sue's mobile home away
And we ain’t seen her since

Larry’s long time fiancé
Got kicked out of the P.T.A.
And moved her kids back east with someone else
All and the ones you used to know
Don’t drop in or say hello
But you ask yourself
I know you ask yourself

Where do they go?
They come here
To drown in their sorrow and cry in their beer
They’re in need of a mindbender
I’m a bartender
At the end of the day
I’m all they’ve got
Hope on the rocks

Where do they go?
They come here
To drown in their sorrow and cry in their beer
They’re in need of a mindbender
I’m a bartender
At the end of the day
I’m all they’ve got
Hope on the rocks




Sunday, December 9, 2012

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal

Sunday morning. 
Long day ahead.
Just wanted to take a moment to reflect on things.
A quiet moment; before the sun rises.
It's a peaceful time ... emotions are at rest.

Have a tune for you today ...
A tune that you, I think, would have enjoyed listening to.

Carrie Underwood: Blown Away 

Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those storm clouds gather in her eyes
Her daddy was a mean old mister
Mama was an angel in the ground
The weather man called for a twister
She prayed blow it down

There’s not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There’s not enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past

Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away,
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away
'Til there’s nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away

She heard those sirens screaming out
Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch
She locked herself in the cellar
Listened to the screaming of the wind
Some people called it taking shelter
She called it sweet revenge

Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away,
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away
'Til there’s nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away

There’s not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There’s not enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past

Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away (blown away)
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away (blown away)
'Til there’s nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday (blown away)
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,

Blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

            Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal

Anger.
I know I should let it go.
Anger, it consumes.

How could anyone hurt one so sweet?
Were you perfect?  No.
Who is, show me that person.

I get so angry that no one stood up for you.
That includes me, I could have done so much more.
But my self-guilt doesn't change the anger.

As you would say, "oh wells."  
"Oh wells," indeed ... but it has been six months now
and it is still there; the sadness; the hurt ... the anger.

Fun tune for you today ... enjoy.

Rocky Horror Picture Show: Time Warp 

(Riff Raff) It's astounding
Time is fleeting
Madness takes it's toll...

(Magenta) Ahh...

(Riff Raff) But listen closely...

(Magenta) Not for very much longer...

(Riff Raff) I've got to keep control.
I remember doing the Time Warp.
Drinking those moments when
The blackness would hit me.

(Riff Raff & Magenta) And the void would be calling.

(Guests) Let's do the Time Warp again.
Let's do the Time Warp again.

(Narrator) It's just a jump to the left.

(Guests) And then a step to the right.

(Narrator) With your hand on your hips.

(Guests) You bring your knees in tight.
But it's the pelvic thrust.
They really drive you insane.
Let's do the Time Warp again.
Let's do the Time Warp again.

(Magenta) It's so dreamy
Oh, fantasy free me
So you can't see me
No not at all.

In another dimension
With voyeuristic intention.
Well secluded I see all...

(Riff Raff) With a bit of a mind flip...

(Magenta) You're into a time slip...

(Riff Raff) And nothing can ever be the same.

(Magenta) You're spaced out on sensation.

(Riff Raff) Like you're under sedation.
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/r/rocky_horror_picture_show/time_warp.html ]
(Guests) Let's do the Time Warp again.
Let's do the Time Warp again.

(Columbia) Well, I was walking down the street
Just having a think
When a snake of a guy
Gave me an evil wink.
Well it shook me up
It took me by surprise
He had a pick-up truck
And the devil's eyes
He stared at me
And I felt a change
Time meant nothing
Never would again.

(Guests) Let's do the Time Warp again.
Let's do the Time Warp again.

(Narrator) It's just a jump to the left.

(Guests) And then a step to the right.

(Narrator) With your hands on your hips.

(Guests) You bring you knees in tight.
But it's the pelvic thrust...
That really drives you insane
Let's do the Time Warp again.
Let's do the Time Warp again.
Let's do the Time Warp again

(Columbia) Ah! Oh! Oh! Yeoooww...
Ahhhh.

(Guests) Let's do the Time Warp again.
Let's do the Time Warp again.

(Narrator) It's just a jump to the left.

(Guests) And then a step to the right.

(Narrator) With your hands on your hips.

(Guests) You bring your knees in tight.
But it's the pelvic thrust
They really drive you insane.
Let's do the Time Warp again.
Let's do the Time Warp again.