Written for a friend to ease his pain and grief Sing her over, my friend Sing her a song that never ends. Sing a song to ease the sorrows Sing a song that never ends. Sing her a song eternal, of a love that never ends.

Good Days/Bad Days

and those days in between. As a brain injury “survivor” (I need another word, as it’s not something you “live through and get over”), I have good and not so good days/weeks/months even years. I’m in the midst of a not-so-good-spell. to say more would be “attention seeking” and “whiny”. No one really cares. except…