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.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
