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.
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
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
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Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
