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
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
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
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
