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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 25, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say that you are in my heart this lovely spring morning.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Just a promise
Just my promise
Nothing to do with this or that
Just a promise

Nothing to worry about.
No reason to fret. 
Just a promise

Have a tune for you today …

For even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when”

Your tunes remember 
even if the world has forgotten
Enjoy ...


I was standing at the counter
I was waiting for the change
When I heard that old familiar music start
It was like a lighted match
Had been tossed into my soul
It was like a dam had broken in my heart

After taking every detour
Getting lost and losing track
So that even if I wanted
I could not find my way back
After driving out the memory
Of the way things might have been
After I'd forgotten all about us
The song remembers when

We were rolling through the Rockies
We were up above the clouds
When a station out of Jackson played that song
And it seemed to fit the moment
And the moment seemed to freeze
When we turned the music up and sang along

And there was a God in Heaven
And the world made perfect sense
We were young and were in love
And we were easy to convince
We were headed straight for Eden
It was just around the bend
And though I have forgotten all about it
The song remembers when

I guess something must have happened
And we must have said goodbye
And my heart must have been broken
Though I can't recall just why
The song remembers when

Well, for all the miles between us
And for all the time that's passed
You would think I haven't gotten very far
And I hope my hasty heart
Will forgive me just this once
If I stop to wonder how on Earth you are

But that's just a lot of water
Underneath a bridge I burned
And there's no use in backtracking
Around corners I have turned
Still I guess some things we bury
Are just bound to rise again
For even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when
Yeah, and even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Dear Beverly

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Just stopped by to say hello.

           Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Kindness
Are you born with it,
or is it learned from others
as you grow?

Makes you think.

Long day ahead.  
Must get to it.

Have a tune to start your day …
A new one … enjoy.


Hey pretty girl, won't you look my way
Love's in the air tonight
You can bet you make this ol' boy's day
Hey pretty girl, won't you look my way

Hey pretty girl, can I have this dance
And the next one after that
Gonna make you mine there's a real good chance
Hey pretty girl, can I have this dance

Hey pretty girl, it feels so right
Just like it's meant to be
All wrapped up in my arms so tight
Hey pretty girl, it feels so right

Life's a long and winding ride
Better have the right one by your side
And happiness don't drag its feet
Time moves faster than you think

Hey pretty girl, wanna take you home
My momma's gonna love you
She'll make me sleep on the couch, I know
Hey pretty girl, wanna take you home

Hey pretty girl, let's build some dreams
And a house on a piece of land
We'll plant some roots and some apple trees
Hey pretty girl, let's build some dreams

Life's a long and winding ride
Better have the right one by your side
Happiness don't drag its feet
And time moves faster than you think

Hey pretty girl, you did so good
Our baby's got your eyes
And a fighter's heart like I knew she would
Hey pretty girl, you did so good

Hey pretty girl, when I see the light
And it's my time to go
I'm gonna thank the Lord for a real good life
A pretty little girl and a beautiful wife

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

         You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Up before dawn.
Busy day.

Just taking a few moments
before work begins to reflect.

Had a wonderful conversation
with Judith last night.  

It’s good to talk.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.



Bet your window's rolled down and your hair's pulled back
And I bet you got no idea you're going way too fast
You're trying not to think about what went wrong
Trying not to stop 'til you get where you goin'
You're trying to stay awake so I bet you turn on the radio
And the song goes

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby
I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby, oh baby

The highway won't hold you tonight
The highway don't know you're alive
The highway don't care if you're all alone
But I do, I do.
The highway won't dry your tears
The highway don't need you here
The highway don't care if you're coming home
But I do, I do.

I bet you got a dead cell phone in your shotgun seat
Yeah, I bet you're bending God's ear talking 'bout me.
You're trying not to let the first tear fall out
Trying not to think about turning around
You're trying not to get lost in the sound but that song is always on
So you sing along

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby
I can't live without I can't live without you baby, oh baby

The highway won't hold you tonight
The highway don't know you're alive
The highway don't care if you're all alone
But I do, I do.
The highway won't dry your tears
The highway don't need you here
The highway don't care if you're coming home
But I do, I do.

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby
I can't live without I can't live without you, baby, oh baby

The highway don't care
The highway don't care
The highway don't care
But I do, I do.

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby
I can't live without I can't live without you, baby, oh baby
(The highway don't care
The highway don't care
The highway don't care
But I do, I do)

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby



Friday, March 22, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

             You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal



Whose truth?
A mother's truth?

As we spent the day by
your bedside I got her
version of the truth.

It was from her point of view,
that of a mother; colored; slanted
and seen through a prism
of her own making.

But in the end, the evidence would
mount and mount and it would
become obvious that there was
no reason to doubt her
version of the truth.

Whose truth?
Why yes, the truth
spoken by your mother.

On December 16, 2009 she left us.
On the afternoon of June 4, 2012
you set things in motion.
On June 5, 2012 you left us.

Events connected through time.
With her protection gone,
the second, sadly, was inevitable.

She spoke the truth
and I can see it plainly now.

Have a tune for you today ... enjoy.

Link: Ashley Moore: Used

Used
Like an old piano played for generations
Slowly fading out of tune
Used
Like the soles on the bottom of my favorite pair
Of dancing shoes
I know I'm not some bright and shiny
Polished up
Car that's sparkling new
Right off the salesroom floor

Yeah I've got some dents and bruises
I've been dropped and there's a scar
Where, my heart was broke before
But in the end
I'll worth a whole lot more
Used
Ah ah ah ah
Na na na na

Used
Like a book read so many times
Front to back it starts to split in two
Used
Like a house where a family lived
Until they died and there's a soul in every room
I know I'm not some brand new dress
Hanging there perfectly pressed
That never has been worn

I've got some buttons missing
And there's a couple stains
And places where the fabric has been torn
But in the end
I'll be worth a whole lot more
Used

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Los Angeles Dodgers



The "madness" begins today.
Should be fun. 

Have a tune for you today.

"Cause when your hourglass runs out of sand
You can't flip over and start again
Take every breathe God gives you for what it's worth"


So true ... enjoy.


 Link:  Kenney Chesney: Don't Blink

I turned on the evening news
Saw a old man being interviewed
Turning a hundred and two today
Asked him what's the secret to life
He looked up from his old pipe
Laughed and said "All I can say is."

Don't blink
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you
Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don't blink
You just might miss your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your better half
Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years goes faster than you think
So don't blink

I was glued to my TV and it looked like he looked at me and said
"Best start putting first things first."
Cause when your hourglass runs out of sand
You can't flip over and start again
Take every breathe God gives you for what it's worth

Don't blink
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you
Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don't blink
You just might miss your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your better half
Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years goes faster than you think
So don't blink

I've been try'n to slow it down
I've been try'n to take it in
In this here today gone tomorrow world we're livin' in

Don't blink
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you
Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don't blink
You just might miss your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your better half
Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years goes faster than you think
So don't blink

Now, don't blink

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Dear Beverly


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

              Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Spring arrived at 4:02 AM.
It’s about time.

Countdown to baseball.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


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


Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

       You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Los Angeles Dodgers


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


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.