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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, March 7, 2013

Dear Beverly

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Just stopped by to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


242D
It is just a place; a symbolic one.

How do we choose to think about it?
What 242D represents?

Does it represent our collective failures
for you and me and all of us
who called you a friend …
your friends who failed
to recognize the pain within you?

Or is it a symbolic place for
those who care
or once cared
or should have cared
to come; to gather; to remember
and celebrate your memory?

If we extend our hand in friendship
do we become our brother’s keeper?

Does it require a greater commitment?

242D
Do we turn our backs and say,
“Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa with us.”
“You failed us; we failed you.”

And then, of course it goes …
“Ashes to ashes; dust to dust.”

It is something for each of
who touched your life to think about.

242D … what does it represent?

Have a tune for you today …

You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own”

And so you were last June … so alone, so all alone.

… enjoy.



Ladies and gents, fold your tents, cos we have a winner
Come see your Jane try to train every devil in her
There's not a man alive who could tame this creature
You better leave the professor behind, see what time will teach her

And when we've all collected a spectacular sum
We'll get a little glimpse of the disaster to come

You can justify what happens then
Cos how could you have known
Leave the dust to dust and say "amen"
Put "sorry" on the stone
You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown

Shit's just a trick and each week's full of compromises
She'll push for a fish like a seal clapping for its prizes
There's not a man alive who could wake this sleeper
Oh, tie the rope, hide the dope, sure's there's hope, but denial's cheaper

And when we've all collected a spectacular sum
We'll get a Holy Roller in to rattle the drum

You can justify what happens then
Cos how could you have known
Leave the dust to dust and say "amen"
Put "sorry" on the stone
You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown

And after the fail, you can wail as they drag the lever
Silence the band, wring the hand that you didn't give her
And every man alive has to sign a waiver
To put a coin in the plate so that fate won't return the favour

You can justify, oh yes you can
You've got the microphone
Tell them dust is dust and men are men
And men all act alone
You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Dear Beverly


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

         Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


A sadness creeps in.
A melancholy day.

Have a tune for you today.

“How dare you?
I miss you”

Was there no other way on that June day?
Was the corner so dark?

Your favorite records make me feel better
Cause you sing along
With every song”

Oh how you did enjoy your tunes,
but they were taken away

Gone forever on a dark day in June.

Enjoy.


Weather man said it’s gonna snow
By now I should be used to the cold
Mid-February shouldn’t be so scary
It was only December
I still remember the presents, the tree, you and me

But you went away
How dare you?
I miss you
They say I’ll be OK
But I’m not going to ever get over you

Living alone here in this place
I think of you, and I’m not afraid
Your favorite records make me feel better
Cause you sing along
With every song
I know you didn’t mean to give them to me

But you went away
How dare you?
I miss you
They say I’ll be OK
But I’m not going to ever get over you

It really sinks in, you know, when I see it in stone

Cause you went away,
How dare you?
I miss you
They say I’ll be OK
But I’m not going to ever get over you

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Cloudy.  

Your boys play mine today.
Just a spring training game,
but the season draws near.

I hope you are still keeping score.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


She was aware of her insecurities as she took the stage
She was convinced if she got up there that she'd be discovered someday

So she belted it
She hit the high notes fearlessly
Oh she melted them, as she brought them to their feet

She was a big star at Banana Joe's bar where
She sang karaoke everynight
She said if you work hard to get where you are it feels good in the hot spot light
She was a big star

She made the local cable shows where the camera fell in love with her face
After a couple of weekends the groupies were crawling all over the place
She signed autographs like she was Garth Brooks in a skirt
and in the aftermath, that small time town was hers

She was a big star at Banana Joe's bar where
She sang karaoke everynight
She said if you work hard to get where you are it feels good in the hot spot light
She was a big star

She doesn't care anymore that her high school girlfriends cut her down
They only thought she entertains is where they are and where she is now

All her old neighbors swear their certain she slept her way to the top
She knows you don't get where your going unless you got something they ain't got

So she sings tonight to 20,000 plus and the young girls scream out loud
Man that could be us
She's a big star as she eats caviar just before she performs every night
She says if you work hard to get where you are it feels good in the hot spot light
She's a big star
She's a big star




Monday, March 4, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal



Change in the weather.
Early spring put on hold for a while.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


Her hair is Harlowe gold
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn her music on you
You won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow
She got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
She got Greta Garbo stand off sighs
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home
It whets her appetite
She'll lay you on her throne
She got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come out blue
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you, when she snows you
Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please ya
She's precocious, and she knows just
What it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you
She'll unease you
Just to please ya
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you, when she snows you
She knows ya
She's got Bette Davis eyes

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped in to say that you are in my heart this sunny day.

            You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Good times last night.

Have a tune for you today … a fun one.
Enjoy.


No worries
I don't have a single care today
Everything is gonna go my way
No worries

Don't hurry
I can love you girl the whole night long
Play guitar for you and sing my songs
No, no, no, no worries

If life brings rain, we'll grow roses
It don't matter what life throws us
I'm alright as long as I've got you, you, you, you

No worries
Let's find a boat and chase the sun
We'll smile and wave at everyone
No, no, no, no worries

So, let's get lost out on the ocean
Never look back, just keep floatin'
I'm alright as long as I got you, you, you, you

No worries
I don't have a single care today
Everything is goin' to go my way
No, no, no, no worries

Don't hurry
'Cause I can love you girl the whole night long
Play guitar for you and sing my songs
No, no, no, no worries

No worries
No, no, no, no, no worries


Saturday, March 2, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

          Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Dreamed last night.
Must have been something I ate.

Lake, boat, dam … barren hills.
Not a clue.  But there you were.

Younger version I think.
Made no sense.   

It flashed and then gone.

Probably something I ate.
Maybe not even a dream.

Maybe just a thought.
Random.

What is it with the mind?
It wanders ... it creates; thinks.
It wonders; ponders about this and that.

What's the joke ... oh yes: 
A mind, such a terrible thing to waste.

Likely just something I ate.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Yeah there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be
Ah let it be, yeah let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music,
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Yeah let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah let it be
Oh there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah let it be
Oh there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Ah let it be, yeah let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be




Friday, March 1, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


The anger is there.
Still is, just below the surface.

Been trying really hard to let it go.
Hatred and anger are cancers. 
They consume.

How do you forgive the unforgivable?

Pushed into a corner, you took control.
It was so wrong to be treated that way.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

Link:   Tim McGraw: Let It Go

I've been caught sideways out here on the crossroads
Trying to buy back the pieces I lost of my soul
It's hard when the devil won't get off your back
It's like carrying around the past in a hundred pound sack

Today I'm gonna keep on walking
I'm gonna hold my head up high
I'm gonna leave it all behind
Today I'm gonna stand out in the rain
Let it wash it all away Yeah wash it all away
I'm gonna let it go Oh yeah
I'm gonna let it go Oh yeah

Skeletons and Ghosts are hiding in the shadows
Threatening me with all the things that they know
Choices and mistakes, they all know my name
But I'm through holding in and holding onto all that pain

Today I'm gonna keep on walking
I'm gonna hold my head up high
I'm gonna leave it all behind
Today I'm gonna stand out in the rain
Let it wash it all away Yeah wash it all away
I'm gonna let it go Oh yeah
I'm gonna let it go Oh yeah

I know I know I know I've been forgiven
I know I know I know I'm gonna start living

Today I'm gonna keep on walking
I'm gonna hold my head up high
I'm gonna leave it all behind
Today I'm gonna stand out in the rain
Let it wash it all away Yeah wash it all away
I'm gonna let it go Oh yeah
I'm gonna let it go Oh yeah

Oh yeah