Tony Adams

Cautious creatures
Woodland beings
Forget their senses
So it seems
...

I had the promise of great talent
And yet it slipped away
As I cried out in dispair
For I couldn't take back the days
...

If I could make a wish,
on every leaf that falls.
I'd wish for a thousand
nights with you
...

I had the promise of great talent
And yet it slipped away
As I cried out in despair
For I couldn't take back the days
...

You are noticed and not alone
This crowd gathers to hear you voice
We stand here in awed silence
For as you speak we have no choice
...

whether poets by heritage
or a songstress by trade
they create lilting melodies
or use words like a blade
...

'Twas the night before Christmas
And in the Yard House
A white bearded man poured
A tall Guiness Draught
...

I stand in silence before your doors
Knocking softly as before
They swing wide and reveal to me
Your strength of personality
...

Can we talk
I've seen you before
And noticed your smile
...