Aspire To Love

Lyrics

Angel eyes angel eyes
The ways of the world are feeble
Don’t give up on simple people
Angle eyes stun those nights
The blues you can live without
It’s not what you song’s about
Angel eyes angel eyes
Tell me what would we’re doin’
Without the light from angel eyes

You can move the hearts of men
Just with a phrase you’re turning
Since hearts ever have been yearning
Bear with us bear so alone
Thin lines you’ve been living on
Are so close to the danger zone
Angel eyes angel eyes
Tell me what would we’re doin’
Without the light from angel eyes

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Rodney J. Crowell

Angel Eyes lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

When You Are My Crème de la Crème

We are making some sort of frozen lemonade cool whip cream cheese sweet condensed milk fresh strawberry something pie to freeze for tomorrow.

So…

I babysit the grand baby.

You make a grocery run f or the creamed cheese.

Just now I open the fridge and four packs of cream cheese almost fall out.

Me:  Whoa!  What’s this?  Four packs of cream cheese?

You:  Two for the price of one.

Me: (after observing the packs and noticing you’d bought different types of cream cheese)  Perfect.

You:  How many did you say you needed for the pies?

Me: (I needed one)  Oh this will do for sure.

You:  (smile and settle into your easy chair)

What’s not to love about you?

Ellespeth

I Should Have Been A Country Song Writer

I spend a great deal of my time rooted in imaginings of past present moments. When I decide to put my work up on WordPress, I search the web for images that say something – I think anyway 😛 – about the poem/sometimes story.

Sometimes, I do flash fiction here on WordPress. Look at a photograph and write something about it in 100 words or less. I don’t do very well with those. I actually have a love/hate relationship with those.  Like doing a book report.

Then sometimes, like today, I walk by our kitchen table and see these tulips y,ou gave me yesterday, so beautifully wilted.  The present moment.  I take this picture thinking I could and will write a million words about these tulips one day. But they won’t be about tulips.

I’m making a healthy version of smothered round steak with onions and some kind of fancy frozen West Coast mushrooms that are way cheap frozen, and all the lettuce we didn’t use last week  – yum. What can I say? I’m a transplanted Southerner living in Silicon Valley. It’s Easter Sunday. Lent is OVER. Pig out marginally.

I should have been a country song writer. Those are really wonderful stories.