We have no freedoms
We pay to use what’s ours
They pay to take it
Politicians
Traveling
I know the right way
I like going all ways
Why do I detour
My Baby Girl
I enjoyed her love
She Always took care of me
She was my shadow
Laura Anne
It is her birthday
She would have been twenty – four
Bless my baby girl.
Joy, Peace, Salvation
Dry?
Out of Grasp
Wind
I go through your hair
I mess your hair without thought
I give you goose pimples




