Baby Don’t You Cry

When you’re life’s at its peak,

You’ll find bitter cold and snow,

And you’ll cling to the harsh rock,

When you look down below.

 

The door remains open,

When you reach for the sky.

You can always reach for me.

So baby don’t you cry.

 

There’ll be long walks alone,

Breathe the fresh smell of pine.

Forget the bears in the woods,

And you’ll be just fine.

 

Sing a song, sing out loud,

Like I know you would.

You have your smile to protect you,

Like I never could.

 

I’m going to build you a cabin,

In the mountains, so high.

Where no one can touch you

When you reach for the sky.

 

Never mind the trees above you,

Or the jagged rocks below.

I’ll be there to catch you,

If and when you fall.

 

Just remember the door always open,

When you reach for the sky.

You can always reach for me.

So baby don’t you cry.

Alan Wiessner rev. 10/14/2013

 

Gone

Your smile is someone else’s now.

Your dreams are not my own.

I’ve been so happy, for so long,

Thank God I’m not alone.

Your eyes are gray, not brown today,

Where has my love gone?

Look away, look away.

Love will come another day.

Look away!

You Decide

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Your ceiling is the sky.
Blister or bathe in the sun.
Shiver or sing under a rainbow.
Each cascading sunset,
Defines your horizon.
What you do in the moment,
What you do in a day,
May define you for an eternity.
May erase all the love,
Or erase all the pain.
And for lack of better reason,
You live in the moment,
And that moment,
That moment is you.

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