Monday, May 25, 2015

SISTERS

Hanging from my rear-view mirror
A single silver heart
I put it there to comfort me
In the times we spend apart
I smile, reach up to touch it
Brush the word that is engraved
Sister
Sister's what it says

Close my eyes and see you
Smiling back at me
We hold each others hands
Just like children in a dream
The miles disappear
Feel my hand on your shoulder
As I pray, God please 
Watch over her
My precious little Sister

Hanging from my rear-view mirror
A single silver heart
I put it there to comfort me
In the times we spend apart
I smile, reach up to touch it
Brush the word that is engraved
Sister
Sister's what it says

Close my eyes and see you
Smiling back at me
We hold each others hands
Just like children in a dream

And I know God watches over you 
While we are apart
My Sisters given by their birth
And my Sisters of the heart..

Until I get to hold your hand
And look into your eyes
I will trace the name
I had engraved
For Sisters dear as mine
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2015

Monday, May 4, 2015

PEOPLE IN MY LIFE WHO LOVE ME

 I know that I am blessed
Because I've got the best

People in my life who love me...

Can't count the times I fell
When they gave of themselves

People in my life who love me...


~~~*Chorus*~~~
People break down
It's a demanding road
Almost unbearable
When you travel it alone
I do what I can
bare heart and hands
Wish them all Godspeed
Pray dear Lord
May you reward
Them , as you have me

I have people in my life who love me
~~*~~

Sometimes I feel mixed up
When there is so much love

From these people in my life who love me...

I did not treat them right
They never left my side

I have people in my life who love me...


~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Outright..
Unreserved
Genuine, no holds barred
Family and Friends I love you
Ya'll know who you are...

You're the people in my life who love me...
~~*~~


~~~*Chorus*~~~
People break down
It's a demanding road
Almost unbearable
When you travel it alone
I do what I can
bare heart and hands
Wish them all Godspeed
Pray dear Lord
May you reward
Them , as you have me
I have people in my life who love me
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright© 2015
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Thank You! 
To all of the beautiful
People, in my life, who
Love me...  Lord knows
I LOVE YOU TOO! T*

Friday, April 24, 2015

JOHNNY CASH

When Johnny sang at Folsom ,  bared the grace he had
Aware that he'd been blessed, and was giving something back
Compelled by,  what some can't understand
Empathy
For the plight of man
He'd walked up a fractured road
He'd come to know too well
And through the gift of music
Johnny shared himself

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Working in the fields of cotton
Oppression and death
Living through the great depression
All that he had left
Was a fractured road
And the talents he possessed
Was an uphill path 
For Johnny Cash
~~*~~

Well,  John was liberated, from his own walk through hell
After years of sharing, all he could about himself
Compelled by, what some can't understand
Compassion
For his fellow man

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
The Good Lord and  the Carters , never left the man alone
filled the cracks with love, on that road he'd traveled on
Had the same influence in their bones....
It was music
Genius don't desert their own...

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Working in the fields of cotton
Oppression and death
Living through the great depression
All that he had left
Was a fractured road
And the talents he possessed
Was an uphill path 
For Johnny Cash
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright© 2015
Wrdspnr@aol.com

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

MILLER CREEK

Just two kids in high school
When he shyly kissed my cheek
Watching the sun set 
Up on Miller Creek
And I swear that my heart still pounds 
Every time that sun goes down
Behind the peaks...
Up Miller Creek

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Oh, meet me up Miller Creek
Kiss the life back into me
Talk about the sunsets spent apart
Miller Creek...
Where that boy stole my heart
~~*~~

Still young, first college summer
My resolve was weak
Marriage would come later
First came Miller Creek
And when he became a Soldier
A claimed heart broke in half
Knew it wouldn't be the same
Until that boy came back
To be with me...
Up Miller Creek

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Back where it all started, and I know that it will end
Faithful as the rains that fall, and never ending winds
As sure as desire, to be loved, runs true and deep
My heart waits...
Up Miller Creek

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Oh, meet me up Miller Creek
Kiss the life back into me
Talk about the sunsets spent apart
Miller Creek...
Where that boy stole my heart
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright ©2015
Wrdspnr@aol.com

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

THE SMELL OF PARADISE

I was raised in Paradise
At least that's what I believed
And no one ever told me 
 I was wrong 

I loved the ranch in Winter 
Spring was always beautiful
But oh the smell of Summer
Was too strong

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Daddy would smile at me, and say...
Honey, that's the smell of money
Bought the house and all we own
Honey, that's the smell of money
Paid for all that you've got on
Take a whiff, get used to it
Smile and breathe it in..
Honey that's the smell of money
That's the way it's always been 
~~*~~

Heaven is the mountain range
And this home where I've grown up
Riding horses every night
When life begins

We drink the sweetest water
Everything we eat is fresh
My smile only fades
With changing winds

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
I fight back the stinging tears
Same as I've had to do for years
Can't hold my breath long enough
Winter can't come soon enough
Shake my head and roll my eyes
Repeat, repeat, repeat the lines
Tell my fogged up, gagging mind
This is the smell...
The smell of Paradise...
~~*~~

~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~
Daddy still smiles at me, and says...
Honey, that's the smell of money
Bought the house and all we own
Honey, that's the smell of money
Paid for all that you've got on
Take a whiff, get used to it
Smile and breathe it in..
Honey that's the smell of money
That's the way it's always been 
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2015 

Friday, February 27, 2015

ABOVE THE WIRE

You want to stop it
You can't go on
You think you're dying
The pain's soooo strong...
Your heart can't take it
Your mind's on fire
You want it over
It's so thin...
The wire

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Walking on the wire...
For such a long time now
A true test of balance
That you survive somehow
Oh, the turmoil
That awful mess below
You want it over
Cause all it does is grow...
And you're so tired
So tired
Of the wire
~~*~~

You pray, just end this
Or help me please
You know I give up
I feel so weak...
My heart can't take this
A mind on fire
I want this over
I hate it
This wire

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
You think the wires growing thinner
Feel the strength left start to wither
And the ones who love you closing in
Here to show you...
Show you how you always win...
How you've fought,  and how you've helped
Lift other people from their hell
They all know the you, you sacrifice
Their angel 
Their angel held up by a wire 

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Walking on the wire...
For such a long time now
A true test of balance
And you've survived somehow
Oh, the turmoil
That awful mess below
Leave it down there
And above it float...
Above the wire


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright©2015
Wrdspnr@aol.com

Sunday, February 15, 2015

THE GOOD OLD WAYS

My Grandma had her own way of talking
Words that I've remembered through the years
Like, it's always darkest before the dawn
There's no sense wasting all those tears

Girl, just cause you've got it, don't you flaunt it
But there's never a need to feel ashamed
Stand up straight!

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You clear the table
While I draw a bath
Go throw the chickens
Something to scratch
Stoke up the fire
I'll brew us a pot
Always give the Good Lord
Everything you've got
Don't just stand there
You've got a brain, girl move...
Go do something
Or I'll find something for you..
You don't stop moving till you're dead...
Pay attention...
Act like you've got some sense
~~*~~

My Grandpa had his own way of talking
What he said was profound, but always brief
Lazy is only for the babies
You either work your tail off, or get beat

You're only as good as your word is
No one respects a liar, or a thief
Wash up, let's eat

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Kids never said that they were bored
Wake up, eat, and do your chores
Your reward was the proud look on their face
Oh Lord I miss them
And the good old ways
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You clear the table
While I draw a bath
Go throw the chickens
Something to scratch
Stoke up the fire
I'll brew us a pot
Always give the Good Lord
Everything you've got
Don't just stand there
You've got a brain, girl move...
Go do something
Or I'll find something for you..
You don't stop moving till you're dead...
Pay attention...
Act like you've got some sense
~~*~~

I think about them..
I'll hear some long lost phrase
And I'll remember
Oh...
I'll remember
The good old ways
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2015