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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, April 8, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

        You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Beverly Ann Carvajal Dodger Fan


A touch of rain.

Street outside is slick,
but no one is slowing down.

Your boys swept
the Pirates over the weekend.

You would be happy.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


Trying to live and love,
With a heart that can't be broken,
Is like trying to see the light with eyes that can't be opened.
Yeah, we both carry baggage,
We picked up on our way, so if you love me do it gently,
And I will do the same.

We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
We are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.
Cause we are glass.

I'll let you look inside me, through the stains and through the cracks,
And in the darkness of this moment,
You see the good and bad.
But try not to judge me, 'cause we've walked down different paths,
But it brought us here together, so I won't take that back.

We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
We are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.

We might be oil and water, this could be a big mistake,
We might burn like gasoline and fire,
It's a chance we'll have to take.

We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
And we are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.
We are glass.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal Dodger Fan, Clayton Kershaw


Gloomy day … overcast.
Cats unsure.  In or out?

Five games in and already three back.
Gloomy prospects … long summer.

Your boys won again last night.
Clayton Kershaw is pitching like Sandy Koufax.
Two games, no runs … two wins … ERA: 0.00.

You’d be so happy with all of those zeros.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


It can make you cry, it can make you laugh
Give you feelings that you've never had
Make the worst of times just fade away
Help you find the words that you don't know how to say

The power of a love song
Can make you believe
The power of a love song
It can change everything
It can right every wrong, help you hold on
Even when all hope is gone

It can take you back to that first time
When you both looked in each other's eyes
You say I do, then take her hand
Slowly start to sway for that first dance

The power of a love song
Can make you believe
The power of a love song
It can change everything
It can right every wrong, help you hold on
Even when all hope is gone
The power of a love song

The power of a love song
Can make you believe
The power of a love song
It can change everything
It can right every wrong, help you hold on
Even when all hope is gone

It's the power of a love song

It can make you cry, it can make you laugh
Give you feelings that you've never had



Saturday, April 6, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped in to say hello.

       Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Beverly Carvajal


Been a little morose of late.
Must snap out of that.

Does little good to reflect
on what might have been.

Last place all to my boys.
Your Dodgers pitched a gem last night. 

Have a tune for you today …

“Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
but the scar, that scar remains”

So true … enjoy.


We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did
Did the words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Yeah it does

I listen to our favorite song
playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know that you'd be here somehow
If I could have let you know somehow
I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
but the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways

But now I hear you found somebody new
and that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess



Friday, April 5, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Ha Ha, pretty funny, 
your boys and my boys
are both in last place.

Three games in … one and two.

Have a tune for you today …
pretty much says it all.

You were never alone,
but you felt that way.

I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand ...”

You called to say goodbye,
but I didn’t know it was goodbye.

“How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody knows”

I didn’t know it was goodbye,
it haunts me to this day.
When will the pain stop?
When will the hurt go away?

It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score
It said he was only eighteen, a boy about my age
They found him face down on his bedroom floor

There'll be services on Friday at the Lawrence Funeral Home
Then out on Mooresville highway, they'll lay him 'neath a stone...

How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody knows

Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun?
Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol?
Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say I love you son?
Did no one see the writing on the wall?

I'm not blamin' anybody, we all do the best we can
I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand...

How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody knows

It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score...


Thursday, April 4, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


June gloom in April.
Cat asleep in my lap.
No need to rush outside just yet.

Those nasty Giants beat
your boys 5-3 last night.

Sorry, we won’t talk about mine.
Pitching staff has given up
19 runs in just two games.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


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 and 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

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


A melancholy morning.
Don't know why.

Today is much like any other day.
Still, a melancholy morning. 

Those nasty Giants ruined 
your perfect season last night.

Like you would say, "oh wells."

Have a tune for you today.
It seems to fit the mood.
A melancholy mood; a melancholy morning.

Not really a good way to start the day.
but there you have it.

"why can't you be here
Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry"

So true ... enjoy.


Moments when I could swear
It's like you were just here
Somebody wake me up when we get there
So you'll be here why can't you be here
Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry
I stop holding up and my heart gets stuck
And that might take awhile
Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry
Sometimes I just break down and my tears come round
Like water from the sky
Sometimes I cry

No one knows what might happen
Takes away so much that matters
Images showing up start me thinking
And remembering I'm remembering

Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry
I stop holding up and my heart gets stuck
And that might take awhile
Sometimes I cry talk to you and sigh
Sometimes you still make me laugh
And that helps to pass
All the carrying on
Sometimes I cry

Can't make the puzzle fit like before
We'll have to discuss that a lot more

Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry
I stop holding up and my heart gets stuck
And that might take awhile
Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry
Sometimes I just break down and my tears come round
Like water from the sky

Sometimes I cry

Sometimes I cry

Sometimes I cry

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Dear Beverly

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

            Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


The sun was out.
Nice view; quiet.

Nice chat, even if the conversation
was just a little one sided.

You had to know
that you were loved.

Not just by me,
but by others as well.

You didn't have to say goodbye,
there must have been another way.

Your boys beat those nasty
Giants 4 - 0 to begin their season.

You would have been so happy.

Have a tune for you today ...

"I just really miss you, I just really miss you"

Enjoy.

Link: Miranda Lambert: I just Really Miss You

There's a dark cloud hanging over my heart
I can't see where it ends, or where it starts.
I should get over you, but baby, it's so hard,
with this dark cloud hanging over my heart.

There's a sad song ringing in my head.
Baby, it's been here ever since you left.
I should be moving along how far would I get
with this sad song ringing in my head.

I just really miss you, I just really miss you,
There's a life I can't ask you to leave.
I just really miss you, right now I kinda want to.
The closest that you'll ever be to me
is free.

There's a hard wind blowing through this town.
And nothing left to hold is pushing me down.
It blows over you and me without a sound.
There's a hard wind blowing through this town.

I just really miss you, I just really miss you,
There's a life I can't ask you to leave.
I just really miss you, right now I kinda need to.
The closest that you'll ever be to me
is free.

Now it's one more night at the upside down,
it's ten steps in, and hundred miles back out.

I just really miss you, I just really miss you,
There's a life I can't ask you to leave.
I just really miss you, right now I kinda need to.
The closest that you'll ever be to me
is free.

There's a dark cloud hanging over my heart.....