Friday, July 4, 2014

Greener Grass

Greener Grass
Love, Papa.

Just down the road,
Across the street,
In the next town.
They've got it together.
It's happening there.
Whereas here, know,
Nothing ever seems to happen here.
Things never change.
It's just the same old, same old.
But there, now there, its really happening.
But I wonder what they are saying about here...
Love, Papa.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

The Point

The Point
Love, Papa

If you think you will understand more about life
When you are lying on your death bed,
You've missed the point.
Love, Papa.