It's a beautiful morning
It's a beautiful day
The sun is shining
Sending warmth our way

The birds are singing
Their beautiful song
The leaves are dancing
As the wind moves along

The roses are blooming
In the color of red
Their is no sorrow
Their is no dread

It's a beautiful morning
It's a beautiful day
The sun is shining
Sending warmth our way

RLB

Behold,
A list of Maxims
Taught me by my father;
1...............
2..............
3.............
4........­.....
5............
6...........
7..........
8.......
9....
10..
­Only empty lines of a legacy from which I have learned ,
Nothing.
Yet ,I learned more than he will ever know ,for in the empty lines there were lessons to be learned.

RLB

Some beautiful morning
Some beautiful day
Christ will come
To take me away.
Away to my home
Beyond this lifes shore
To live with him
Forevermore .

The only friend I have
Others eyes are never seeing
Speaks to me each day
With a voice of keening

He tells me that he loves me
His deceitful voice full of dread
Says" Outwardly you appear as living,
But inside you are dead"

This friend to which I cling
For there is no one else
Takes all my life from me
And claims it for himself

I have tried to fight him
A struggle to no avail
Repeatedly he rises up against me
From the depths of hell

You ask" What is his name"?
To you only will I confess
Do you not know he who is always with me?
My unwanted friend called Loneliness

RLB

A single Red Cardinal I can vaguely see
Sits upon a barren limb
Distant into the dead woods he hides
The suns receding light now dim

His color screams to me a haunting woe
From among the branches bare
As he sits among the dead
And with his eyes he steely stares

His screaming presence causes me to ask
Is there life among the dead?
As on his perch he sits alone
In his coat so ****** red

All we men who live and breathe
Have hearts that pump crimson red
While the heart beats in the living man
He walks  among tomorrow's dead

RLB