Don't Drink Bees

Rayon Oh, Rayon! You hung beautifully on that rack Tempting me with your gentle drape I fell in love at first sight And never thought to check the tag Then I wore you And you wrinkled, wrinkled Wrinkled And I washed you And you never look… more »

Grandmother Mountains I grew up in the Catskills old and rounded Grandmother mountains Surrounding me in her love Cradeling me in her arms I felt safe Whenever I was lost or unsure I had only to look in any direction and she was there stand… more »