Faces Of Love, Faces of Laughter, Faces in the mirror, jokes and laughs, stories to tell, bumps in the roads, gifts of words, gifts of pictures, joys and pains. Dancing dreams, dances in the dark, dances with my father, Jack Bailey, Bill Bailey, Walter Richard Bailey, Jr., names in the air. Hello Richard Alexander Bailey, angel to me, birds to fly to the heavens, trips to see you and the mothers that are dead. Happy notes, good cheers, holiday wishes, to cum and to go, trips to the land of sunny and bright weather, trips to California to do. Holiday hits, for the personal ones, happy birthday wishes for dad. Hats and horns to blow, love and hate, for a father, not a saint, tales of who was on top. Games of balls to toss in the air, games and cards on the tables, jacks and balls in the dirt, games of boys, games to play. Jokes and laughs, back in the day, back in time, back as a kid. Pages to turn, stories to write, no more time on spiders and snakes. Boys to men, games with cards, games with who can go all the way. Ways and means, , bumps in the roads, paths taken on the yellow, brick roads. Lots of love, lots of hate, lots and ways to go, to the perfect live, trips to heavens, trips to the stars, happy dances for the true lights to shine, gifts of a hand to hold. Saints and sinners to fights, birds and bees, monkeys to hang, dogwood trees, trips to hell and back. Reams in motions, dreams in real life, dreams to live well, trips to the beach, green and gold, colors of dreams. Jesus Christ, monkeys to see. Jokes and tips, Mother Goose stories, stories out of the good books, the bible, Moses and Jesus, fish and bread, stories better when you die. The man in the sky, Jesus and his sons, angels on high, mercy and goodness, classes on the beach, con men and the stories left. The bitch was a hooker, the man was her pimp, out of the winds, out of smokes, bun to be born. In a barn Christ was born. Bastard boy named Jesus, the son of the man in sky. Fairy tales for the sheep, love and hate on a goat, stories left behind.