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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

Monday, March 18, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped in to say hello.

         Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Hayley Taylor: Felt Like Love


To heal my heart
I made a promise to myself.

As long as my heart beats

you will not be forgotten.

I didn’t know it was goodbye.

I didn’t understand last June
how much pain you were in.

I didn’t fully understand how
you felt that you were so alone
and cutoff from the world.

My heart wept in August
when I understood
the meaning of the words,
“I just wanted to hear
your voice one more time.”

I didn’t know it was goodbye.

How blind was I not to see.

And so, a simple
promise to myself.

As long as my heart beats

you will not be forgotten.

I have a tune for you today!
A discovery …

Don't know why you
can't see the diamonds in the coal”

… enjoy.


Our heads in the clouds,
no clocks to keep time
it's all lingering looks and butterflies
Don't know why you
can't see the diamonds in the coal
Guess we all only know
when we know
but it felt like love
yeah it felt just like love
ooh it felt like love
yeah it felt just like love

take the long way back home
just to keep holding hands
wild hope plants its seeds
that grow in us great plans
Don't know why you
can't see the diamonds in the coal
Guess we all only know
when we know
but it felt like love
yeah it felt just like love
ooh it felt like love
yeah it felt just like love

and everybody says
they know how it feels
but sometimes you can't
stop thinking it's real
cause innocence always
tastes so sweet
and falling's never been this easy
ooh it felt like love
yeah it felt just like love

ooh it felt like love
yeah it felt just like love
oh it felt like love
oh it felt just like love
oh it felt like love
oh it felt just like love



Sunday, March 17, 2013

Dear Beverly


Top ‘o the morning to ya … stopped by to hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Happy Saint Patrick’s Day.

It was bittersweet
spending time with you.

Sort of a one way conversation,
if you know what I mean.

March Madness starts today.

Saint Patrick’s Day and March Madness
are sure signs that your boys in
BLUE will be taking the field soon.

Both hope and sadness in the air.
These are days that you are missing.
These are days of fun and joy.
These are days without you.
These are days of sadness and sorrow.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


Imagine a world where no music was playing
then think of a church where nobody's praying
if you've ever looked up at a sky with no blue
then you've seen a picture of me without you

Have you walked in a garden where nothing was growing
or stood by a river where nothing was flowing
if you've seen a red rose unkissed by the dew
then you've seen a picture of me without you

Can you picture Heaven with no angels singing
or a quiet Sunday morning with no church bells ringing
if you've watched as the heart of a child's breaks in two
then you've seen a picture of me without you...



Saturday, March 16, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped in to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Foggy morning.

Cats in the windows looking out
wondering what it means.

Is this an “in” day?
Is this an “out” day?

If life was only that simple.

Have a tune for you today,
one that I wish you could have
heard inside your head last June.

Every heartache will fade away
Just like every storm runs, runs out of rain”

It didn’t have to be that way … enjoy.


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




Friday, March 15, 2013

Dear Bevery

 

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


Long day yesterday.

I see changes have
taken place at 242D.

There’s a certain irony in those
Changes, if I read them correctly.

I know Fran would not approve.
I know I don’t either … it’s so wrong.

But then she is no longer
with us to speak for you.

Like you would say, “oh wells.”

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


The power of love is a curious thing
make a one man weep, make another man sing
Change a hawk to a little white dove
more than a feeling that's the power of love

Tougher than diamonds, rich like cream
Stronger and harder than a bad girl's dream
make a bad one good make a wrong one right
power of love that keeps you home at night

You don't need money, don't take fame
Don't need no credit card to ride this train
It's strong and it's sudden and it's cruel sometimes
but it might just save your life
That's the power of love
That's the power of love

First time you feel it, it might make you sad
Next time you feel it it might make you mad
But you'll be glad baby when you've found
that's the power makes the world go'round

And it don't take money, don't take fame
don't need no credit card to ride this train
It's strong and it's sudden it can be cruel sometimes
but it might just save your life

They say that all in love is fair
yeah, but you don't care
But you know what to do
when it gets hold of you
and with a little help from above
you feel the power of love
you feel the power of love
Can you feel it?
Hmmm

It don't take money and it don't take fame
don't need no credit card to ride this train
Tougher than diamonds and stronger than steel
you won't feel nothin' till you feel
you feel the power, just the power of love
That's the power, that's the power of love
You feel the power of love
you feel the power of love
feel the power of love



Thursday, March 14, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

            Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Road trip today.
Cats won't be happy.

A farewell event for a good man.
I hope it is packed.

Have a tune for you today
Seems appropriate for today's events ... Enjoy.

The Byrds: Turn, Turn, Turn

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.


Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Busy day today,
on the road tomorrow.

An industry celebration
of a good man's life.

Will see friends and former co-workers.
We will chat and sing his praises,
and then go on our way.

Who sings your praises?
Who remembers you?

Have a tune for you today
How about some Toby Keith today ... enjoy.

 Toby Keith: How Do You Like Me Now?

I was always the crazy one
I broke into the stadium
And I wrote your number on the 50 yard line
You were always the perfect one
And the Valedictorian so
Under your number I wrote "call for a good time"

I only wanted to catch your attention
But you overlooked me somehow
Besides you had too many boyfriends to mention
And I played my guitar too loud.

How do you like me now?
How do you like me now,
Now that I'm on my way?
Do you still think I'm crazy
Standin' here today?
I couldn't make you love me
But I always dreamed about living in your radio
How do you like me now?

When I took off to Tennessee
I heard that you made fun of me
Never imagined I'd make it this far
Then you married into money girl
Ain't it a cruel and funny world?
He took your dreams and tore them apart.

He never comes home
And you're always alone
And your kids hear you cryin' down the hall
Alarm clock starts ringin'
Who could that be singin'
Its me baby, with your wake up call!

How do you like me now?
How do you like me now,
Now that I'm on my way?
Do you still think I'm crazy
Standin' here today?
I couldn't make you love me
But I always dreamed about living in your radio
How do you like me now?

Tell me baby...
I will preach on...


Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Sunny, bright … nice day ahead.
Cats are loving it.

Miss your smile.
It wasn’t fair was it?

Warehoused, cut-off and, well,
there you have it.

As you would say, “oh wells.”

Have some country for you today.
A tune that I think you would have enjoyed … so enjoy.


I was gonna keep it real like chill like only have a drink or two
But it turned into a party when I started talking to you
Now you're standing in the neon looking like a high I wanna be on
Baby it's your call, no pressure at all

You don't have to throw back your pretty pink lemonade shooter
And lean a little closer
You don't have to keep on smiling that smile that's driving me wild
And when the night is almost over
Meet me in the middle of a moonlit Chevy bench seat
And do a little bit of country song, hanging on
You don't have to keep me falling like this
But it'd sure be cool if you did

You can't shoot me down cause you've already knocked me dead
Got me falling apart with my heart talking out of my head
Let your mind take a little back road just as far as you wanna go
Baby, I'll do, whatever you wanna do, wanna do

You don't have to throw back your pretty pink lemonade shooter
And lean a little closer
You don't have to keep on smiling that smile that's driving me wild
And when the night is almost over
Meet me in the middle of a moonlit Chevy bench seat
And do a little bit of country song, hanging on
You don't have to keep me falling like this
But it'd sure be cool if you did

Have a night that you'll never forget
And now you're standing in the neon looking like a high I wanna be on

You don't have to throw back your pretty pink lemonade shooter
And lean a little closer
You don't have to keep on smiling that smile that's driving me wild
And when the night is almost over
Meet me in the middle of a moonlit Chevy bench seat
And do a little bit of country song, hanging on
You don't have to keep me falling like this
But it'd sure be cool if you did
Yeah, it'd sure be cool if you did