Richard G. Martin

The Wall by  Richard Martin 239

You built such a wall around you
There's no way I'll ever get through
And you won't let me inside, dear
No matter what I say or do

It seems I'll never get through, dear,
to feel the love that's inside.
I guess it makes you happy,
To see me here, crying outside.

No need for me to keep trying.
You built your wall to stay.
All my dreams have faded.
And the price is too high to pay.

Someday you'll feel imprisoned
By the wall you built so high.
The wall you built around you
Will haunt you till you die,

Remembering    By Richard Martin 444

To remember is a gift and sometimes a pain
You can't pick and choose, the ones the ones that remain

I don't want to forget you and couldn't if I tried
But to remember is painful, and brings tears to my eyes

The love we had for each other I think would be rare.
There was no doubt about your love, it was always there.

I don't like the pain that your memories bring to me
How could a love so pure, cause so much misery

There's not a time that I don't think of you
And so there's not a time, that I'm not feeling blue

When you died the pain was hard to bear
I'll Never forget the unwavering love, that you and I once shared

A Rose For Judy Richard Martin 212


Judy, I send this rose to you, and with all my heart I care
The rose may be lovely, but to you, it can't compare

I could have sent an orchid, but the story would be the same
The orchid's just another flower for your beauty to put to shame

The rose is just an earthly thing, that will soon wither and die
But your beauty will last forever, for beauty's in the beholder's eye

So when you look at the flower, for the next day or two
Maybe you'll think of me, sweetheart, I'll be thinking of you

I'll Always Remember   by Richard Martin         401


I'll always remember, the day that I met you
The way you used to hold me, the day we said I do

We were always together, at work or at play
The love we had for each other, I remember to this today

I'll always remember, the days of me and you
The way you used to laugh dear, the things we used to do

The way you used to kiss me and hold me late at night
I'll always remember, how things just seem so right

I'll always remember, the good times that we had
I don't seem to remember, any times that were bad

When I was feeling sad and lonely, you kissed my tears away
And told me that you loved me, and you'd never go away

But when you left this world darling, my world fell apart
But you'll always be remembered, remembered in my heart

Yes you'll always be remembered; in my heart

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No More Whippoorwill    by Richard Martin   429

I was born in the country 80 years ago,
Many days I spent behind a mule, making the garden grow.
It didn't seem like work back then,
I'd work all day until my chores were at an end.

In the late afternoon, I'd sit on my porch swing,
watching and listening to the birds sing.
I'd watch until the sun brought long shows close,
to me a pleasure that only the country knows

I'd sit and take in nature, which was all around me,
and wonder at the beauty that others couldn't see.
I'd hear a Bobwhite quail and in the distance a Whippoorwill,
I'd sit for hours, for all was quiet and all was still.

I Never dreamed that things could change so fast,
I thought my way of life would always last,
Now when I sit on the swing in the late afternoon all is not still,
there's no more Bobwhite quail and no more Whippoorwill.

Cars and trucks up and down the new highway,
have an unforgiving noise that never goes away.
I guess for me like the Bobwhite quail and Whippoorwill,
I to will soon be no more, and my voice also still.

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