I Regret The Ending Of Our Friendship

Where Have You Gone, Joe Dimaggio? A Nation Turns Its Lonely Eyes To You.

The Death Penalty Is Reserved For People Who Do Not

People Ask How I Feel About Getting Old. I Tell Them I Have The Same Question. I'm Learning As I Go.

I Know A Man He Came From My Home Town He Wore His Passion For His Woman Like A Thorny Crown He Said "dolores I Live In Fear My Love For You's So Overpowering I'm Afraid That I Will Disappear

And You Read Your Emily Dickinson, And I My Robert Frost. And We Note Our Place With Bookmarkers That Measure What Weve Lost.