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.
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I've envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
