Making Plans

i planned to to tell you i loved you the other night

..but then you got mad and i fell asleep.

We planned to save more money but the baby

got sick and we spend all we had,

there wasn't much left for even us to eat.

i didn't plan to stay out that late, and you sho didn't

intend to spend that much money...even when your pet
 squirrel bite Pumpkin, it  didn't drive your honey away.

they didn't plan to mistreat us...
and when daddy got mad

he didn't plan to beat us.

i planned to ask you to forgive me..but you

turned and walked away.

you looked back with a sneer..and said you didn't

wanna hear a word i had to say.

So much for my plans...guess i need to speak up and

address the issues at hand.
instead i'm waiting for another day to make a stand.

...i'm so glad i kissed you one last time and told you

i love you and that everything would be just fine.

With all my plans..and with all my intentions,
you up and went away it seemed like in a instant.

Things never go the way that we plan.......

In memory of Johnnie Nelson Upton a.k.a. Yang Yang

April 23, 1914

April 13, 2012