Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My praises aren't just given, they are earned.
Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.
My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,
Only you can make yourself my friend.
So as I write, carving out my craft,
You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.
Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.
I don't want you to sound the alarm.
Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,
On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
