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.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
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
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
