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.
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
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
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
N
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
