- One lone tree
- Just for me
- In the dusk of the day
- there’s so much to say
- “I love you.”
- “I miss you.”
- “How are you?”
- Those words mean so much
- Words are better than a touch.
- My heart grieves
- and I’m silent.
- This world’s disease is so violent,
- raging against my soul,
- but there is no hole
- in what I know.