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.
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
