And on some days I went without Without sunflowers and diamonds In my mouth And on some days I wore luck thin With an ocean of words I'm...

We saw it in the window of a thrift store. At the same time our old fashioned ways lit up. Our eyes sparkled and we laughed. Carefree We...

Flowers were Pressed by Mom in books When I was a little girl Dreaming . . . Mostly violets and bright pure yellow buttercups I remember...