Frank Wilkes
Prelude at Twilight
In a Quiet Land
Faces Called Flowers
Every Leaf Opens
Daybreak Dream
Freedom Breakfast
Deeds & Coming Dreams
She Laughed His Joy
She Cried His Grief
Autumn Songs
I Guess One Day Anyone
Just so Long & Long Enough
Apt to Forget
Living in a Pretty How Town
But She Might Know the Way
The Skinny Voice
Gentle Windows & a Door
Softer Be They Than Slippered Sleep
