When Tears Will Fall

Here’s another from that old folder I found. I wrote this song in 1995. I can’t remember if I ever had a tune for it or not. Heavy into country music at the time, the influence is, in my opinion, apparent.

When Tears Will Fall

(Verse 1)

I watch out the window

Searching for you

My heart keeps wishing

That you were still here too.

I never meant to break your sweet little heart.

I wanted you with me always

Right from the start.


I long to hear your voice

To hear you say my name

Living my life without you

Will never be the same

This is why I know

Inside my lonely heart

The tears will always fall.

(Verse 2)

I can’t imagine life without you there,

You tried to tell me

I had no time to spare.

Now that I’m alone

I finally see

How I should have stopped to listen

You’d still be here.


(Verse 3)

Now I have realized

So many things

How I miss the joy

Only your love can bring.

My life means nothing

Unless you’re there, too

I never thought I’d need you there

To see me through.


(Bridge 1)

Ever since I’ve been missing you

Is when the tears begin to fall

I’m sorry I never listened

I never meant to stall

Deep inside, I know you’re mine

And all you need (all you need, yeah!) is just a little time.


(Bridge 2)

If I could turn back time and do it over again

I know I’d be a better man.

I’d be more than just a friend,

I’d show you all the love that’s there inside of me

My love for you is real though I know you couldn’t see.

(Ending Chorus)

I long to hear your voice

To hear you say you’ll stay

Living your life now with me

Forever and a day.

This is why I know

Inside my lonely heart (so lonely)

Inside my loving heart ( I love you so)

The tears will always fall.

Pounce Control

“That’s a bounce.” Derrin said dejectedly. “It has to pounce.”

Melvin stroked his goatee. “That was a pounce. Watch the video again.”

Derrin obliged. The ball struck the gray cement wall before landing on the floor then sprang upwards. A small yellow-striped kitten watched the ball intently. As it descended again, the cat leaped, stopping the ball on its way back up.

“Fine. It’s a pounce.” Derrin said.

He threw a bigger ball. It mimicked the smaller ball’s movements until the cat struck. After a few clicks on the keyboard, the ball stopped bouncing and rolled. The cat struck again, but the ball moved away. The cat flipped upwards and pounced. A thin blue bolt shot from the ball and the stench of singed fur filled the air. When it bounced again, the kitten sat back on its haunches and ignored it, licking his blackened fur instead.

Melvin threw the smaller ball and repeated the process. The cat’s head followed the ball and his tail twitched back and forth in rhythm. His paw reached out as if to strike but pulled back at the last minute.

“If only humans could be controlled that easily!” Derrin started.

“We’d be out of jobs!” Melvin finished as the first human test subject entered.



(I exceeded this a little, but cut as much I could without losing the story.)

It’s nice to have something come through the fog that seems to keep lingering in the congested state of my sinuses. I hope you liked it and would love some feedback. Was the idea behind the story as clear to you as a reader as it was to me in my foggy brain?

Thanks for stopping in!

TMT: Auf Wiedershen, Goodnight

I am sad and I won’t lie. I’ve really enjoyed putting these mixtapes together. Even though I don’t listen to music like I used to, it’s still one of my greatest loves. When Jen told us that the Twisted Mixtape Tuesday had to take a sabbatical, I cried.

And today is the last mixtape. And I need to share with you how I feel about this. The theme is “I Miss You” or “Farewell” and I just have to make Jen feel something this week. I hope she brought her tissues.

I’m going to start with a little craziness, and a notion that without the Twisted Mixtape Tuesday, not only do I need to find something new to fill my Tuesday blog space, but, without it, I’m just….

And you know, that’s really quite a feat, because it is just a blog after all. For that, Jen should totally…

I’m still in disbelief that this is the final mixtape. Tell me that it’s just my imagination telling lies? Please….

I’m really having a hard time with this. I could use a little help.

And while I know that you MUST go, please…

We’ve come to the…

Thanks for a great meme, Jen, and bringing new songs to my life. I will miss this, but the least I could do is send you out with some eyecandy in a….

And, in the famous words of Porky Pig, I beli..I beli…I believe that’s all, folks!


Because I Can

Today is the day that a new Master Class assignment should be going up, but you know what? Life has been….busy. My health has been….spotty to say the least and I am once again under the weather just 3 weeks after my last one. I’m really getting rather tired of not feeling well and having a head full of fog that keeps me from doing what I really want to….write.

I’m a mom of four–three teenagers and a kindergartner.  These days are filled with activities, and all the sudden now that mom has a car of her own again, somehow I became a taxi once more. On top of that, there’s new evaluations being done for my daughter, so we can make sure we are helping her in the areas she needs them and not dismissing something as “ADHD.” There’s enough drama surrounding me of late that I could put on my own production.

Needless to say, I’m exhausted. I’ve written a whole 1700 words of the 35,000 I wanted to add to The Elven Games (already at a nice 25K) for Camp NaNo, and yes, I’m beating myself up about that too. It shouldn’t be this hard to carve out 30 minutes to sprint out 1,000 words through the course of one day.

It is, though. So, Master Class will return soon, and my blog will get busy again, but right now, I need to take some time to focus on me because I don’t. I get so busy taking care of everyone else, including the voices in my head, that I forget to take care of me.

I hope that y’all will still be around next week.

You do know that if you get to missing me too much you can always click on those tabs up there, right? There’s a bunch of stories, links to some of my poetry, and you can always buy my books, too. Just click on the cover to the right and it will take you to my Amazon page where all my published words are showcased.

I know that I miss you, but I’ll be reading what you post. It’s easier to do that when I have less concerns of my own. And the guilt I have for not posting every day? Yeah, it’s bad. I won’t be gone long though, and I might post here and there as I feel up to it. I just felt I owed an explanation.

Til next time,


TMT: Change the World

We are coming close to the end of this beautiful meme, the Twisted Mixtape. I will definitely miss this as I have discovered new songs to love and add to my ever increasing playlist.

This week’s theme is “Those Lyrics are Genius!” This means I’m sharing lyrics I find genius…in other words, the songs that get me the most, my go to songs when I need songs, the songs I search for on my playlist when I need to hear them. I think I have probably shared MOST of them already. It’s hard to ignore your favorite or most meaningful songs, but I’m trying my best to share new ones and not break the rules (but it’s really hard!!).

Though my musical tastes span across the genres, I do have some favorites. Martina McBride is one of them. I already shared one of her songs that would fit this category (Anyway) but there’s at least one more (she has several with genius lyrics, in my opinion). This is one that reminds me often that there’s someone else in worse shape than I am and not wallowing in a bunch of self pity over it. It reminds me that I can be taught lessons by unexpected people and that God sends them into your life for a reason. It’s about the unsung, the every day heroes people overlook…and how I need to change my attitude.

And she said each day that I have him, well it’s just
another gift
And I never got to tell her, that the boy
Showed me the truth

Then there’s songs that empower me to change the world I live in by starting with me. This is one of the better ones by the King of Pop, Michael Jackson. He reminds me that change can begin just by looking in the mirror.

It’s Time That I Realize
That There Are Some With No
Home, Not A Nickel To Loan
Could It Be Really Me,

And there’s one more song that really resonates with me when I’m feeling doubtful about my ability to make changes in my world, even if I’ve made those changes within myself. With its soft music and her sweet voice, I know that I can listen to Carrie Underwood all day and feel better.

The world’s so big, it can break your heart
And you just want to help, not sure where to start
So you close your eyes
And send up a prayer into the dark

I have to admit that I am stubborn and I tend to do things the hard way, even when I’m given sound advice. I’m willing to confess that now, in my 40s, I’m finding the truth is this song (and the rightness of my mother’s advice all along.) I love the gritty sound of the singer’s voice and realize that the old man in this song could be telling his story to me.

The old man had a vision but it was hard for me to follow
I do things my way and I pay a high price
When I think back on the old man and the bus ride
Now that I’m older I can see he was right

At the end of the day, its easy to get caught up in the should have’s or could have’s of the day just passed. That’s why I try to remember that I don’t need to take it to bed with me and that tomorrow, if I’m given it, is a fresh start. I’ve also got to learn to forgive and let go. That’s where making my changes come in.

Your mistakes do not define you now
They tell you who you’re not
You’ve got to live this life you’re given
Like it’s the only one you’ve got

Now that I’m all empowered to make a difference today, I’ll end this mixtape here. There’s only one more mixtape left, so get in while you can!


Twisted Mixtape Tuesday is hosted by Jen Kehl at My Skewed View.

What lyrics do you think are genius? Link them up!