Some things are real.
But I never saw you
In a low back dress
On what might
have been
A street lined with
Maples, houses
Not wanting pretense.
And with the prom
Tonight
I think the theme is
chiffon, You could be
My date. Except
you’ve never
Been known for
flounce or floating
around or chatting
in a circle about
the senior class
And what they’ll
Do in fall.

For all the things
I want to be real.
Nerves ignited
I never had my hand
Holding you when
They called
the slow dance.
For all the things
That could have
Been memories
So few are real.
Sitting next to you,
I can see the place
A hard bench,
A soft drink, hooking
From school, not
Single grace except
You, your brother’s
Creativity so
Brilliant I need
To turn away..or
then imagine
me a
White cane and cup.
It matters less what
Might be real,
it matters
More That when
at that turn point
that I might
Not see you when
It becomes
My graduation night.

RLB 05/30/2022

Music and lyrics.

Two special souls bound together
Blended in purpose and heart
Brought forth a wondrous new child
Corin, to treasure
Blessed beyond measure
Pepsi and Bringer of Light
Tending this new precious life.

With hope and with wisdom they’ll teach her
Mercy and grace will embrace her
Spirit of goodness abound
Love will surround
Peace will be found
Tenderly calming her strife
Guarding her new little life.

I wrote this 11 (2011) years ago for an as yet unborn Corin M Miller, who is almost 11 now. I wasn’t sure if she would ever know it existed. Technology has changed so much that a performance video can at least remind her that grandma M loves/loved her when she has her own grandkids.

Sheet music: corins lullaby-tunescribers_final

Music and lyrics to “Never tell a lie” by Thomas Arthur Turner (@1938)

Here’s a little suggestion and it might be hard to take
Thats if you’re the type who is inclined to prevaricate
It’s just a little psychology that ev’ry man should know
If he’s to be the perfect Romeo, so

Never tell a lie, here’s the reason why
Someone might believe the things you say are on the level, darling,
You might break a heart, and that’s no way to start romance.

Things you say and do, might thrill her thru and thru, but if they’re on the sly I’m telling you
You’ll make her cry, now darling, that’s no way to do, before love starts you’re through.

So never, never tell her that you love her, unless its from the bottom of your heart
For there will come a time when she’ll discover that your love for her was just a lark.

Then you’ll be a lone, by the telephone, all the girls will find
That you’ve been handing them a line, now darling,
Thats the reason why, it never pays to tell a lie.