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.
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
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
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
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
