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 have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
