A disorganized house is the sign of an organized mind

I would... Write a thousand songs Walk a thousand miles Die a thousand deaths Anything... Just to be with you Just to see the light in...

Entertainer’s Widow I have no reason to write I need only to say When you are out of my sight I think of you every day When you ...

The Dog Days of Summer The heat is gone  But now it’s back August is dragging on Laying out on the lawn But only if, an umb...