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 a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
N
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
