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
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
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
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
