blog balzer on google: A squirrel's life varies from day to day. From the simple carefree to the dangerous hair raising . My life is " charmed ". The fickle finger of fate reached out to me at birth . Been " lucky" ever since. Great , if somewhat " noisy " or " stealthy " friends, + a great Ma and Dad. Observations of life just seem to come my way. Join me, won't you. i am getting older and grayer . Peanut .
Sunday, November 17, 2019
That Girl Could Sing - Jackson Browne
{IF ONLY THAT GIRL COULD SING, THE UNTOLD, JOY SHE WOULD BRING, INSTEAD OF RUNNING OUT INTO THE NIGHT, TO VANISH W/THE DAWNING LIGHT, NOW JUST A MEMORY HAUNTING ME LATE AT NITE}}:( MY VIOLIN STILL GENTLY WEEPS , WHILE MY SAX LOUDLY CALLS OUT):My path crossed w/" BLACK MAGIC WOMAN EVELYN(SPANISH)":OUR PATHS CROSSED THAT STAR FILLED NIGHT. MY SLOW SIMMERING HEART BEAT FASTER AS TIME STOOD STILL. COMPLETELY OVERWHELMED ME, I FELL UNDER HER SPELL, THEN SHE TOOK OFF IN THE DARKNESS, LEAVING TRACES OF HER LIPS UPON MINE. A DIVINE ENCOUNTER, FOREVER LOST IN TIME & SPACE. I'M LEFT W/SONG & LITERARY VERSE
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