Dear Beverly

Your memory lives within my heart this morning, the first day of spring.

              Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Spring arrived at 4:02 AM.

It’s about time.

Countdown to baseball.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

Link: Carolina Liar: It’s a Beautiful World

Here it comes in the morning

I'm just trying to forget

Keep it real, keep it simple

And somehow just get out of bed

And this city is endless

I'm as cold as it's stone

Yeah this city is endless

And I'm, I'm walking alone

Sunlight creeps in between the curtains

Lose the sheets there's no time for sleep

I lie, I pretend ‘til I'm almost certain

It's a beautiful world

I wanna ask for direction

But I don't dare to disturb

I got a thing with affections

Yeah, that's why I'm walking alone

Sunlight creeps in between the curtains

Lose the sheets there's no time for sleep

I lie, I pretend ‘til I'm almost certain

It's a beautiful world

Here it comes in the morning...

Sunlight creeps in between the curtains

Lose the sheets there's no time for sleep

I lie, I pretend ‘til I'm almost certain

It's a beautiful world

(Yeah, it's a beautiful world)

la la la la

I pretend ‘til I'm almost certain

It's a beautiful world

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

       You remembered me.

Always.

Long night last night.

Late night … tired.

I shouldn’t complain,

instead I should celebrate each day.

Have a tune for you today,

it is a request … 

You'll know who ... enjoy

Link:  Pink Floyd: Welcome to the Machine

Welcome my son,

welcome to the machine.

Where have you been?

It's alright we know where you've been.

You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,

provided with toys

and Scouting for Boys.

You bought a guitar to punish your ma,

And you didn't like school,

and you know you're nobody's fool,

So welcome to the machine.

Welcome my son,

welcome to the machine.

What did you dream?

It's alright we told you what to dream.

You dreamed of a big star,

he played a mean guitar,

He always ate in the Steak Bar.

He loved to drive in his Jaguar.

So welcome to the machine.

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

         Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

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.

Link:  Hayley Taylor: Felt Like Love

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

Dear Beverly

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

           You remembered me.

Always.

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.

Link:  George Jones: A Picture of Me

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...

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

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.

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

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.

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.

Link:  Huey Lewis and the News: The Power of Love

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

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

            Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

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!