me too!

u r the grateful dead
i am a grateful dead head
from jerrys crazy fingers
to bobby singin to me on one more saterday night
from pig shining his love light
to brent n his daughter on that wonderful night
for i have lost my ass(dancin)
to all my brothers n sisters take a step back
for this is the gratest fuckin band in the world
from phils box of rain
to vince letting me know its ok to samba in the rain
keith always let me know it ok to sing my blues away
n donna always blew me away
billy n mickey the beat is always in my heart
n
finally hunter with out u my friend there would b no grateful dead
so just for uncle bobo i wanna say from all of us dead heads thank you
for u r the grateful dead
n im a dead head

thanks Gigi and Marye, I'm trying to improve my song-writing, I hope the poet's don't mind. Still trying to paint my masterpiece.

they wait in the dark den
on the pin striped couch
with the glowing glass lanterns above
solemnly picking at their food
on the green glass dishes
while the woman in the broken armchair
in the corner
with the black bow
in her graying hair
sits in sorrow sadness
waiting for nowhere

I really like your poems..
wide open feeling....like a nice bike ride.....weeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I really dig your style :)

Keep on truckin
Peace, Gigi