Scott Whitby, 2023 It's foggy diffused light, flat and grey Feels sad more like night than day The sun is still there I pray And only...

Scott Whitby, 2023 Someone said some of us were born to give more than we get I don't know about that but I know why he thought so Some...

Scott Whitby, 2023 Drink some whisky Play the guitar And write a song Smoke a cigar Wonder about tomorrow When the song's all wrong And...

Scott Whitby, 2023 she looked the same innocent and sweet still is I kissed her cheek soft and clean the same she knew it was me asleep...

Scott Whitby, 2021 Robert Johnson was an iconic blues guitarist who was active in the mid 1930s. While he only recorded music during a...

Scott Whitby, 2023 When I didn't say your dress was pretty or that you were pretty in it, it didn't mean I didn't notice, just that I'm...

Scott Whitby, 2023 you have to know how tall she is and where are all the curves then take a ball of clay and smooth it it's not...

Scott Whitby, 2021 She said 'what are you thinking about' I said nothing...it wasn't true Lost in days gone by And the pleasures of my...

Scott Whitby, 2023 There were alot of ways from there Not many to here, not really, maybe one Other ways were too fast, or slow They went...

Scott Whitby, 2023 The trough of every wave has a crest The dark of every night, tomorrow just wait Every storm, a rainbow (somewhere)...

Scott Whitby and Chelsea Stallings, 2023 She hated to cook but she did it anyway A slave to the kitchen for 3 meals a day Did all the...

Scott Whitby, 2023 On an outing with my church, an out of town retreat, I went to the lodge a day early. It was partly for convenience...

Scott Whitby, 2023 The most cherished of my childhood memories is waking up in a cold room without the wherewithal to find my cover. ...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I have one violin It has one string that makes only one sound until you add yours Now it's a song I have one thought,...

Scott Whitby, 2023 You have a good spot you like to go It's above the water and below the sky beside a tree with crooked branches. It...

Scott Whitby, 2023 How do angels learn to fly? Do they read and study words? Or do older angels wink and say "You gotta jump!...just like...

Scott Whitby, 2023 You were so knowing like nothing I had seen, with words I'd never heard even in poems then you became my friend I...

Scott Whitby, 2023 It was the first day of summer. I fell asleep comforted in the idea that I was free of school and early mornings and...

Scott Whitby, 2023 Where were You when I scraped my knees, when I was cold, scared, and couldn't sleep Where were You when when Dad...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I don't owe you any of my pain It is mine and I won't share I can carry it It is my pain...and I believe that's fair...