J.T

I have recently decided that I am going to dig up some of my old writings and put them on this bad boy every now and then.  The following diddy is something I wrote for my mom concerning her James Taylor obsession....
-James Taylor

My whole life you never sang any words but his

Every night your tone deaf lips would lull me to sleep

With images of cowboys and moon light ladies

Coloring my thoughts with greens and blues, I still hear you

Perched by my bed as you would pat my back

Beckoning sweet dreams to come my way

And every night they would come like clockwork

Erasing the troubles of my 5 year old world, shooing away all of the bad

Singing so all my eyelids could see was you