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.
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
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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.<
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
