When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, 'What is it?'
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
