Vaughan with Voices

When we played our charade We were like children posing Playing at games, acting out names Guessing the parts we played Oh, what a hit we made We came on next to closing Best on the bill, lovers until Love left the masquerade Fate seemed to pull the

The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play Through a meadowland toward a closing door A door marked "nevermore" that wasn't there before The lonely night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories Of the golden

For those who fancy coloring books As certain people do Here's a new one for you A most unusual coloring book The kind you never see Crayons ready? Very well Begin to color me These are the eyes that watched him As he walked away - Color them grey Th