When I was young the words came freely to me, they would arrive spontaneously and preformed, I only had to write them down…..
Now I have to work hard to draw them out, I have to seek them out of the jumble of nothing and everything… They rarely come to me of their own accord anymore and even less often am I able to record them before they pass on by…….
Bee Houghton
I only wanted better things for you
but you didn’t want anything for me
at all
Bee Houghton
the cancer ate your liver
but it left my heart behind
Bee Houghton
I could not walk
but I could laugh
So I did
Between the sadness and the fear
I laughed more and I laughed harder
and somewhere in the laughter
I found happiness in the dark
Bee Houghton
He misses you like the sun misses the moon
Completely and without reservation
Bee Houghton
the golden auburn sunshine haired child
is as amazing to me
as is the earth, the moon, the sky
she is everything
Bee Houghton
The ocean calls to him in ways I do not hear …
Bee Houghton
