SamadhiMuse

                        For Danny
            Your Mother is a good woman
            but her dreams were never the same as mine
            and sometime, before you, before I knew why,
            in the Washington wheat fields
            our lives became involved and our hearts
            began their play.
            I didn’t know how it could be then
            that you need to share more
            than just love and gutsy togetherness
            and so it began, and you came our way
            the sweet product of all our love and youth
            what more can I say?  let truth lead the way…
            Your Mother loved me and I loved her
            but our youth began to slip and fray
            and our dreams started to get in the way
            beneath the wheat field love and her simple ways
            but her dreams were far different from mine
            and I can’t live in her settled way
            youth isn’t the only time for dreams
            and I’ll never come down to where
            love isn’t all that I pray
            I know you’ve got to wonder
            how your young life can be so torn
            and the tears come to my eyes to think how
            your young soul is so bruised
            by all the pain between your mother and I
            I hope you see what it means to you
            to find the right woman, boy.
            For all the love you mother and I shared,
            was never worth all the time we spent
            and all the pain it took
            when our dreams began to get in the way
            Drink women like fine wine, boy…
            they’ve each got something beautiful inside
            but remember your dreams, whatever they may be,
            and find a woman whose eyes shine
            when you share your deepest dreams with her.
                                 gallagher
                                 30 april 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

            She bad dreamin … she must be
            life can’t be so bad
            she’s cryin everyday and getting thinner
            I think she could lose it
            and not think her life worth the pain anymore.
            What is it that love unbinds in us
            that only love can fix again…
            She’s unraveling…her cheekbones and fingers
            bear witness to it
            her love has flown away
            and now there’s nothing but the days
            she waits for my return
            and she won’t let it end
            she tears her heart out again and again
            to pass each aching day
            and when I hold her and feel the pain
            nothing eases…nothing goes away
            she tries so hard not to say it
            she tries to accept it my way
            but she can’t stand it
            and she drives me farther away
            I can keep Danny and become celibate
            but I can’t give my life away to the old ‘us’
            its mine, but she can’t deal with it that way
            her pain cuts deeper day by day
            I feel it…Danny feels it
            Rose’s heart is breaking…
            what can I say… what can I say….
                                    gallagher
                                    apr 30, 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —