The creativity From my nativity Tends to be, Sporadic, At times dramatic Press Automatic cause I'm ecstatic with this habit, of writing lyrically whenever I see, A scene That SCREAMS For me To breathe life And to set free, Those things that be, Within me dorothy’s page © 2019 D. E. Young
Riding on the highway sitting in a traffic jam My mind drifting Somewhere in la la land Looking to my left see a man steering with one hand I wonder what he's listening to His favorie station, or jam dorothy’spage © 2019 D. E. Young
The heart is a very precious thing. From whence all of life springs forth with tremendous force. It never forces itself. Is not harsh or brassy, always classy. Isn't nasty or sassy. It never seeks it's own, won't leave you alone. Cause its always h💓me. That's where the heart lives. So treasure it, nurture it. … Continue reading Love notes & Mason jars
Baby It's Cold Outside Rudolph the Red nosed Reindeer And Frosty the Snowman Are the songs I used to hear Songs like White Christmas A Christmas Song And to Silent Night I'd sing along These songs aren't Popular anymore Today's verses offer A different kind of score To the hearers A new sound to their … Continue reading A Song for Christmas
doesn't matter where you are At home or away You can make it apart Of a fantasy day in your minds playground Have fun in any room The bathroom's a studio Your recordings' due out soon Showerhead's your microphone As the acoustics resound Your agent's on the phone A new star he's found To dominate … Continue reading Make Believe
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