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 thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
